****Trigger Warning! This chapter includes talk of rape and abuse. If you don't want to read this chapter, then please skip to the next****
Kirby
After a hot shower and a delicious dinner of beef casserole that Nevaeh lovingly cooked for us, we sit down on the couch to watch a chick flick she likes. It's nice just holding her in my arms. It's the first time in a very long time that Nevaeh has genuinely relaxed for a while.
Telling Nevaeh how I truly feel about her has settled something within both of us. For the first time since my accident that forced me out of the Marines, I can breathe easily. A weight has been lifted off my heavy shoulders.
It might not have been the right situation to tell Nevaeh how in love with her I am, but when would be?
I put it off once before, and look wh
