Pending the time Jared walked to the room to grab me a shirt, I tried organising my thoughts and calming my erratic heart.
I was ready to talk, just like Jared said we've been pushing this off for too long and the earlier we get it out, the better for us, but I still can't over the fact that this discussion could go both ways.
I know I need to get a reign on my insecurities, but I couldn't help the thought that everything might crumble again from here on, telling him everything might help him understand me, understand the reasons why I did the things I did.
Then again it could revive the enmity Jared once had towards, and I was still scared for that,
"Here is your shirt, put that on while I make us both a cup of hot coffee."
Jared comments walking back into the living space as he
