BRITTANY'S POV
Diego pulled away and smiled softly at me and then he patted my hair gently.
My heart melted at the gesture. Why was I thinking too much about his gestures? Diego was just being nice.
Had I really been starved of affection and care that I was now reading meaning into Diego's actions?
Of course. That was it…It made sense. My mom never showed me affection, and I didn't get it from anyone else growing up.
And then I met Bryan and I was really sure he loved me but I was wrong. Margie was the only one who made me feel care, affection and other nice emotions.
It was a wonder I grew up well despite being starved of so much as a kid. I guess, I grew in the opposite way then instead of growing up the way kids who had similar childhood experiences usually turned out.
Not that
