ESTEFANÍA
I returned to bed, and Joshua was still asleep. It was better that way, at least for the moment, even though insomnia was robbing me of sleep due to the worry I was feeling. The truth always pushes so hard that when it surfaces, it ends up breaking something. I was afraid that when this truth came out, it would break my relationship with Joshua, hurt him, or destroy us. I saw his bare back and couldn't resist the temptation to hug him and stay there, sheltered in his warmth until exhaustion overcame me. He was my safe place, and I wanted to stay there forever. He had sought me out, we had recovered, and I didn't want that to be destroyed.
I woke up at six-thirty in the morning to take a shower and prepare breakfast before heading to the clinic. I couldn't sleep well and wanted
