“I can’t believe I’m still trying to protect my image of you.” My voice was an octave higher and quivering like a frightened bunny. “You have taken my weaknesses, insecurities, and confessions and used them all against me.” My hands were shaking, I could barely read what I had written. “I won’t ever let you near my heart again,” I said, and I threw my notebook across the floor as if it were on fire.
