Jadea “I-I-I d-don’t understand w-why this ha-happened,” Adam burst out, retreating far from me, as if he was afraid he would continue to hurt me. His arms wrapped around himself in a protective manner. “I-I—Don’t!” He snapped, throwing one arm up to ward me off when I stepped forward and reached a comforting hand out to him. I immediately paused and retracted, not wanting to upset or agitate him further. “P-please don’t touch me! I-I-I don’t w-want t-to hurt you anymore!” He exclaimed, horrified by his own actions. “How?” His voice was terse as he looked down at his own hands. “How did this happen?” In his overthinking and racing mind, I caught him comparing himself to his ex. He believed he was no different than her now, especially since he kept hurting me. He felt like he had no con

