I speed up the car; there's not much left until I reach the road leading to the castle. I feel my heart racing wildly, and I can even feel my hands sweating profusely. I'm nervous about arriving, about going to his room and insisting he listen and talk to me. I'm a bundle of nerves because I have to talk to him after leaving him. I have my thoughts clear, I've already made a decision, but I'm still extremely nervous because I will see the man I love again. Not kissing him, not hugging him, is painful for me, but I know I must stay strong.
He knows I love him, but I don't want him to take advantage of my love for him to keep acting the way he did. I will not let him control me, insult me, or humiliate me out of love. I will never give him that power, even though I love him with all my bei
