But he would never be enough for me to the point where he would save me.

That was a fact. At least, so I thought.

Our love was true and real, yes. But it wasn’t that simple, and it wasn’t that easy to decide what to do next: if I should leave him, or stay here where I knew deep down I had always belonged.

“You were all I ever needed,” I whispered to Christian, though I wasn’t sure if he could hear me.

And then ...