"I don't believe seeing him would be a good idea at the moment. You still have a lot of healing to do," Peter says. "We both know you're strong but when it comes to him you're weak. You let him control you. You need to take control of your life. For your child and for you."
"I don't know what to do," I groan. "My mind goes crazy when I'm around him. I can't even think straight most of the time. He's got me so dickmatized-"
"Excuse me?" Peter asks, chuckling slightly.
"Dickmatized. Like hypnotized but with his d**k because of the s*x. You know? All of the pillow talk and sweet promises he makes," I say, growing more frustrated with each passing second. "I can't trust him."
"You can't trust him or you can't trust yourself around him?"
"Both. He's lost all of my trust after what I found
