ESTEFANÍA
I had shared a part of my life with him, and I felt good about having done so. We still had a lot to talk about, and yesterday was just the first step for him to get to know me a little better.
I hadn't told him anything about my conservative family, and yet he was there for me. It was the least I could do to help our relationship heal. I was willing to do whatever it took to make things work between us. If there was one thing I was sure of, it was that I wanted him back in my life.
That night, we stayed wrapped in each other's arms and fell asleep, recovering from the exhaustion of our passion. I doubted our pace would slow down anytime soon; we had known that from the very first time we were together.
A smile crept onto my face as I thought about our first time, when we esc
