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“Well, I see you care about her, so it’s not that. I’m not going to push you to talk, but I’d say start with the thought that recurs the most.”
I don’t have to think about it to know the most prevalent thought. “I feel like she’s hiding something.” I turn my head to the side to look at him. “Not in the deceptive way that would make me think she’s cheating. It’s as if something is bothering her, but she refuses to tell me. While she may have a reason for holding on to whatever it is, it makes me feel like she can’t trust that I’d help her with it. It’s like we’ve come so far yet have gotten nowhere at all. Does that make sense?”
Whit nods while he mulls over my words. “Perfect. It’s like that with Moonlight sometimes. We’ve known of each other for years and have only been together a few months, so we still have our issues. I too feel like she’s hiding something. Not to the level of what you feel, but I get it. I figure Moonlight has about a week to spill or I’m going through all her shit.”
I laugh because he’s dead serious, and I know it. “I don’t want to find out that way. I want her to feel comfortable enough to tell me and I can’t figure out why. Then I try not to think too hard on it since I’m still fighting with my fucking memory. It’s like I’m fighting several rounds of a championship fight in my head, and it never stops. I’m home, we’re supposed to be at peace.”
I close my eyes because the last thing I feel like doing is crying, but I’m getting to that point. I’m surrounded by love, yet my lack of memory still leaves me empty in some ways. It’s a huge void that’s bothering me more and more lately. Friction with Everie doesn’t help.
Whit squeezes my hand. “You’re still working on your memory. We know that and will help you along the way anyway you need, but seeing you brings me a peace I haven’t felt in years. Your presence has healed a lot for us. Take your time healing. We’ll take care of the rest. This will not be something you’ll carry on your own.” I nod with my eyes still closed, so he knows I hear him. “Besides, they don’t say that love is a bitch for no reason.”
My eyes pop open, and I sit up to look at him properly. “Love?” My chest tightens at the word. “Have I ever been in love?”
Whit gives me a sad smile and shakes his head. “No, but I think you’re barrelling that way now.”
