I cuddle into his side, and he holds me under his arm as we watch a comedy he chose to cheer me up. It’s one of the best nights I’ve had with him, and I wasn’t even screaming his name in ecstasy. I’m in so much trouble. So in over my head. I’m not telling him who I am because the thought of losing him entirely makes me feel as though I can’t breathe. But losing him is inevitable. Just not tonight.
