(Matthew's Point of View)
The room was too quiet. I could hear my heart beating steadily and feel the weight of the silence between us, which felt like a tightrope. Esther was sitting across from me with her legs crossed and her fingers nervously twisting the fabric of her shirt. I had told myself that tonight would be the night. I had promised myself that I would finally say what I had been keeping inside for so long. But they felt like they were stuck in my throat every time I opened my mouth.
Why was this so hard?
Her soft, searching eyes were on me, waiting for me to make the first move. Waiting for me to have the courage to face the truth. But the truth was hard to find. I had been running from it for so long, hiding it under layers of fear and guilt. I wasn't sure I was ready to s
