Theo keeps his word and we take a break. We don't see each other every day but when we hang out, we don't talk about anything too serious.
For almost three months, we find a rhythm that works to satiate my need to have him around without giving me anxiety and Theo manages to spend time with me while still prioritizing what is most important at the moment: his pack.
Although sometimes I have moments where I want to send everything to hell and just be with him without caring about anything else, I have to remind myself that the problems that made me feel so bad a few months ago are still present.
Everything is going relatively well... until Isabella decides to come out and tell everyone that she's pregnant because she can't hide her six month belly any longer.
And suddenly that's all
