Brooklynne's POV:
It's been a few weeks now since Nash found out about my allergy. He's a little bit better about it than he was. At first, he wouldn't let me go anywhere to eat and all my meals had to be prepared here at home. I think after I showed him the needles and how to use them that freaked him out a little more. I find it sweet to a point but it is getting old fast. He's acting like I just started living with it the day he took me to see the doctor.
It took over a week but he slowly started to take me out a little here and there but wouldn't let me be alone. Felt like he thought a lobster would just show up out of nowhere and attack me or something. Like all the shellfish in the world was out to get me. I have no idea what his deal was but he was getting slightly on my n
