Chapter 64

LEAH
Sleep eluded me as I stared out into the night. I had asked him for some space, and after considerable effort on his part, he had reluctantly agreed. I could see how much it was hurting him, witnessing me push him away like this. Did he truly love me? Love? It was a weighty word, something deep down I longed to hear, but I was gripped by fear. I was terrified of letting him into my heart. My brain and heart were at odds; I desired one thing, but I knew I should be doing another.
I didn't want to hurt him or test him, but it was challenging to believe his honesty. I yearned for him to be truthful with every fiber of my being.