Chloe’s POV
Who knew that all I needed to feel safe was a pair of strong loving arms enveloping me?
Kyle somehow hadn’t tired of me even though I’d ruined the mood twice. First, by launching into a panic attack mid foreplay, and second, by soaking his chest in tears and whatnot after trauma dumping.
Or maybe I’d finally worn him out this time since he was fast asleep, holding me to his chest jealously and snoring lightly.
He deserved the rest, especially after once again being a pillar and a partner I can confide in. After sharing the one experience that I carried with so much shame for the first time, I felt lighter and slightly confident that one day the crushing weight of the trauma would completely disappear.
What made me feel so relieved was that Kyle knew to listen and simpl
