"When did you get to know?"
Anya and Alvin stared at each other. She was distant and he was furious. She had asked him for some time so that she could get over her fear of being judged or misunderstood. She had expected it to take months but a week, she was prepared to tell him. And she would have shared it with him very soon, as soon as Zane got a bit comfortable with him.
She had no intention of hiding, she wanted them to grow in their relationship where they could sit and talk, not look into each other's actions, behind their back or argue because of it.
But they were never compatible. She had forgotten they held contrasting views. His way of caring was to know everything and have everything under his control and her caring was freedom.
Why did she expect him to wait?
