BRIANA THOMPSON
Hearing Denner admit that he was falling for me made me feel something different, and saying that I feel the same way was involuntary.
My traitorous heart, my traitorous body. I am a traitor to myself, having fallen for this man.
The relationship we're developing started off on the wrong foot, very wrong. After all, he knows nothing about my life, just as I know little about his.
But here we are, lying in the same bed, wrapped in each other's arms, having a conversation that will surely change our lives entirely.
I feel almost suffocated by the emotions and feelings that seem to spill over, so much so that I have to remind myself to take a deep breath.
A good part of my thoughts lose coherence when Denner gets too close.
I still can't exactly or clearly explain what
