Chapter 90

• I had been mentally preparing myself for this situation ever since the day I was made aware of the issue, which is around two and a half weeks ago. I deceived myself and pretended that I was prepared while in reality I was not. While I was dry heaving over the sink and trying to avoid looking in the mirror, I felt my stress levels rising. But despite the fact that I spent a lot of time at my father's house, I was taken aback by how little emotion I was experiencing as I stood in the washroom. I attempted to calm the restlessness in my nerves by shutting my eyes, placing my hands on the top of the frigid sink, and taking several long, slow breaths.
• My shoulders were positioned by two strong hands that were warm to the touch, and then they began massaging my tense muscles. I murmured and began to relax under his fingers as he worked his way closer to the knot that he was targeting. I could smell him all over me, and the fact that his scent remained over me served as a constant reminder that he was there to watch out for me and protect me.
• "I was getting worried about you." He mumbled something to me as he pulled me close to his chest. "I was calling for you, but you never answered." "I was calling for you,"