Page 85 of Love Harder

Considerate.

He was kind.

I liked being beside him in silence.

He calmed me.

But my head started doing that thing it does when things are calm.

I began to self-sabotage.

I scrutinized.

I looked for things that weren’t there.But I was convinced they were.I just wasn’t looking hard enough.

My heart couldn’t be happy. It forgot how to beat without pain.

There had to be a catch.

There always is.

And I found it when someone inboxed me the moment I posted The Unicorn on my socials.

It was such a rookie move on my behalf as this has happened before. But I wanted to believe he was different.

She told me to check his phone.

My stomach dropped.

Not again.

He was sleeping beside me. And I looked at him. Memorizing who this man was because I promised to never see him again if history was about to repeat itself.

If he proved to be like the others, then I would be stronger this time.

No second chances.

No second best.

I asked him why this woman had told me to check his phone.

He took a little while to reply.

Did I sense deception?

Was he trying to come up with a credible story?

I felt sick.

He explained the situation.

It only made me feel worse.

Sparkles told me something which stuck; she said you don’t really know a person or the foundation of your relationship until your first fight.

And although very early days, I could see that The Unicorn cared.

He never raised his voice.

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