I watch as the sun dips its face into the sky, bowing to the beckoning darkness as we welcome the night of my second night here. After the unanticipated morning facade that ensued in this room this morning, I have not been able to get a c***k at the kind of hell Liam and Mitchell are living in in the name of marriage. I have been inhaling nothing but the steam from that short conversation all day. One thing is clear, though: theirs is anything but marriage, and love is not anywhere close to the bond that binds them. Something that hasn’t given me rest since that moment.
I tried to ask Liam about it because I could see the pain in his eyes. I can feel the burden he is carrying. But all he said was that their story was complicated. That I won’t understand. I did not want to force issues. I
