I’d been meaning to have a serious conversation with Armando about the state of our relationship. It did not go how I intended. My frustration got the better of me and I said some things that were quite hurtful. It’s just that my doubts were building up.
I keep seeing the wounded look in his eyes and I’m the last person who wants to cause him pain. I can only hope that he’ll understand that I do care. I do want us to move forward.
