“I have spent years letting others dictate my worth. Every time a relationship failed, I blamed it on myself—that I loved too hard, wanted too much, or wasn’t worth staying for. When I met you, I was coming out of a bad relationship and thought you’d be the same. I mean, how the hell could we fall in love in five days, you know? So, that’s why I left. I was scared shitless, and at least this time, I was the one walking away. I thought there’d be power in that, but it felt horrible. I almost turned around fifteen times before I even made it out of Tennessee.
