Antonella
“I have an awkward question,” I muttered, and I almost immediately regret saying anything at all when Bruce grins slyly at me.
He probably thinks I’m going to ask him to do something weird.
This will be the first time I’m planning on leaving the house since I’ve been home, and my anxiety is high.
Have been sharing some thoughts and doing little things with Bruce, and it made me feel... better.
Enough to get up every day, shower, take walks to the cliff, get some fresh air, and just... live.
I think I’ve reached the point where I need to feel human again, but there’s been one nagging concern in my head that’s keeping me from feeling that.
“Can... Would you mind driving me to the clinic?”
Usually, I’d drive myself, but the thought of getting behind the wheel again makes
