As time went on, she reflected on their lives together without wanting to push her own narrative. It was a new concept. One she couldn’t decide if it was right or wrong, but it was new all the same. Daniel was as sweet as sugar some days and while she liked it, his attention, she had the worst feeling that he was stepping on eggshells just to keep her happy and that wouldn’t do. It wasn’t right.
That Tuesday had been one of them, and it was done in front of nearly every room he visited with her, which also couldn’t do.
A stand needed to be made, and he needed to return to the man he was before she ran away.
“I love having you here and I think it’s wonderful that you’re able to connect like you are with the patients as you have, but I can’t have them knowing about our personal lives,
