Lance.
So far, I have been great at pretending to be okay. Hiding my true feelings is the hardest thing I have ever had to do. It is obvious that Ford doesn't want to be here with me.
His expression says it all.
I don't have to have a high IQ to know.
We are both here against our own wills. He said we can't be anything and I want to fight for him. I want to convince him that this can work. We are not living our lives for anyone but ourselves. We have to do what will make us happy and being with him makes me the happiest I have ever been.
I can't let go of that.
I don't even plan on letting him go.
"So, you try it on in the dressing room," Lorenzo tells me with a warm smile as he hands me a couple of suits on hangers. So, I have to try them on, see which fits and goes well. I nod as I collect the clothes "I will be right back," he winks and walk out of the room.
