I hastily typed out a message to Peter, my fingers tapping anxiously on the screen. "Where are you? We need to talk. Don't tell anyone. Vacant field, now!" I hit send, hoping he would respond quickly. I needed to get this off my chest, to end this charade and move on with my life.
Sitting beneath the comforting shade of my favorite tree, I gazed up at the expanse of blue sky above me. I couldn't bring myself to focus on the book lying forgotten in my lap. Too many thoughts swirled in my mind like a whirlwind. Did I have the right to feel hurt, betrayed, and cheated? We weren't even officially together, yet the way things had unfolded left me feeling raw and vulnerable.
Was I inherently unlovable? It seemed like I was always at the mercy of others' whims, tossed about by the currents of t
