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“We are. He forgave me once he understood what was happening, who I was. He never blamed me for things I couldn’t control.”

“And you thought that I would…” I said quietly.

“I didn’tthinkanything…”

“But you didn’t tell me.”

“Because I wanted you to get to knowmefirst. It’s a part of who I am but it’s not me.”

My heart cracked again. This man was strong and fierce and so full of strength but talking about this made him vulnerable exposing pain.

Fear.

Fear of possibly not being seen or accepted by me.

“Do you still want me to walk away? To change my mind?”

No. It was there, so loud and bold. He’d lost enough people because of this but that didn’t stop his honesty.

“I don’t want a wife who tiptoes around me, who treats me like I’m broken or like someone she can’t trust or respect. If knowing this makes you feel any of those things then yes, I want you to say you can’t do this.”

Trust.

Loyalty.

Respect.

I now understood why those things were so important to him. I stood and moved closer until I was inches from where he leaned against the wall. I gently placed my hand on his chest. The muscles tensed and flexed beneath my fingers. His eyes lowered to the connection watching as my hand moved higher until my fingers met his cheek which I cradled in my palm, allowing the pads of my finger to press into his skin.

“I can’t change my mind.”

“Why?” He struggled to get the words out, swallowing hard.

“Because I don’t want to.” His gaze drifted over my face.

“But what if I want you to?”

I smiled, inching closer and sliding my arm around his neck, allowing my chest to press into his.

“Women like me don’t take orders very well. We sort of do whatever the hell we want.”

He chuckled, lowering his eyes to my lips.

“But I need to add one more thing to our list of expectations.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Communication.”

His brows tensed and I explained. “This is new for me. I’m familiar with bipolar but very surface information. I do know enough to understand there’s no one size fits all. Like the rapid cycling thing. I’ve never heard that before. I won’t always know what you need but I’m willing to learn. While I’m learning I need you to be open and communicate with me. You have to talk to me, Elias. You have to trust me enough to tell me what’s going on with you and respect my role in your life enough to know that I’m going to do whatever I can to make sure you’re good, thatwe’regood but I can’t do that if you hide. You have to let me see you.All of you. I will be loyal to you as my husband.”

“Is that it?”

“Well yeah…”

My words were cut off by his mouth crashing against mine. Then his forehead against mine.

“I’m sorry I fucked up our engagement party.”

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