Tate
Three weeks come and go. It's not been easy keeping this from Camden or my family. It's killing me. I feel like s**t, and have almost told Camden on more than one occasion, but then I fear maybe something bad would happen to them if they did know. Thankfully with all the training I've been doing with Camden, and f*****g, his mission of trying to figure out what I'm hiding as faded. I love being close to Camden when were naked and in bed, but it's a mere band aid to the guilt eating me from the inside out. Paranoia has me on edge, and constantly angry.
I can't keep doing this.
I'm going to tell Camden when I get back. I have to. I love him and don't want this to come between us. I don't want to lose him again. Not over this.
"You ready?" Debs asks grabbing her suitcase from the co
