The past dew weeks had been really good to me. My life had been so good to the point that I can't help but to just question if I deserve all of it. Sometimes I feel scared.
That sure makes me feel like there's a substitute for all the fun I'm experiencing. I don't have any problems. Everything seems to just fall into their right places.
Unlike before, I feel like the world is fighting the two of us. Everything, every circumstances was just against us. And now, everything is well arranged. And we are both just so happy with each other's company.
He goes to Rockwell's while I wait for him at home. I work at night but not too frequently since Hugh always gets mad when I don't listen to him. I cook for his breakfast and for dinner sometimes he does the honor.
We go outside for a
