I woke up feeling more content than I think I ever have before. I’ve never been held like this, it feels.. loving. Me and my ex wife never even cuddled, I’ve never been one for domestic intimacy.
I hadn’t expected Camry to react the way she did last night. She was kind and understanding and comforting. The way she rubbed my back as I told her the story that haunts me the most and the way she wrapped herself around me as I cried. The expression on her face wasn’t of disgust but understanding. She was right when she assumed nobody had ever told me before that it wasn’t my fault. Hearing it from her almost made it feel like it was true. Almost.
It’s early in the morning so I slide out of Camry’s embrace even though it’s the last thing I want to do but I need to tend to the fire before it
