Before I can reach the bathroom doorway, I heard he said;
"You're acting like a stranger now," he says softly, my brain stopping me in my tracks.
His words stab me on the point. I'm bleeding.
"No, I don't. Instead, I feel like a stranger,"I say quietly, swallowing hard and trying to prevent the shakes that are threatening to invade my body.
Silence knock again, many question flood over my head. Right now I really don't know what to do and I thought the pain couldn't get any worse. Until yesterday, before I followed Kevin, I thought I was at the lowest level of hell already. But all is wrong when I seeing him like this is crippling me. I need to leave and continue with my battle to get over him. Feeling like I've been knocked back a few steps, now that I've seen him again, but the truth is, I hadn't really made any progression in my recovery. If anything, this will make the whole painful process easier.
"Look at me, please," he says.
