"Well, if you don't want to tell me, that's fine,' I said and rolled my eyes at him and lay down on the bed.
"Are you annoyed, because I said, it's a long story,' he asked and also lay down on the bed beside me and wrapped his left arm around me.
"I never said, I was annoyed. Just leave me alone, you don't want to say anything, then, just leave it like that. I can't force it out of you, can I?'
I know, I sounded a bit childish or rather like a child. But, he had no idea how deeply it hurts, after all these years and he came back acting like he did nothing. What the hell is wrong with me? Why did I allow this to happen in the first place? Am I just stupid or dumb or easy, to just get into the bed with him? This s*x of a thing, shouldn't have happened, it shouldn't have happened and I reg
