"I'm sorry you have to see me like this..." I say between sobs.

"That's alright," he says, taking my hand in his. "But what caused this?" But I know I can't say. He'd leave me... And I can't have that. I'd already deleted the texts anyway.

He already knew about my... Problem. That's why I called him.

"I can't... I just can't. And you have to trust me on that... Please..." I say, and he hugs me closer.

"I won't let go of you," he says, and that's when I realize everything I've ever wanted was here, with him.

"I love you," I say, and he holds me close. He whispers in my ear "I love you too."

And that's when I realized I'm not alone. I never was.