Jessica
He was spot on, he whispered and asked the exact question. It was as if he knew that the dream was a fail, that I spent the whole morning hangover from the abrupt feeling of I don't even know what.
I know s*x is supposed to end with a climax, but I have never actually felt what it's like. And I've been avoiding dates simply because of the fear itself. Troy had left his mark. I don't even know how I was supposed to recover from his doing.
The therapy was supposed to work, and I kept telling Amanda that I was getting better. But honestly, I was too afraid to try, always telling her that I was too busy to work to date men.
"Jessica, good you're home. You have to come with me to a gala tonight. I lost a bet and I need to attend Dale's mom's thing tonight."
Amanda called me just af
