"I woke up one morning, and my mom said we are leaving the city. Within two weeks, we moved here. My parents insisted that I either see a counselor or be admitted into a facility. I saw the counselor, and immediately, I changed everything about myself. My tomboyish style, hair, speech, and I didn't want anything associated with that Minah.

After a year, things were perfect. I made new friends, had a new boyfriend. After a year of dating, my new boyfriend was pressing me about sex, so yeah, that didn't last long. He ended up sleeping with his friend's sister, and of course, she made sure to tell me, but I handled it without being violent, kept it classy, and moved on.

Then I met Mehki.."

Tremor's body goes stiff, so now I am rubbing his hand...

" I met Mehki at the park. He came on strong, but he was charming. He asked me on a date for that night. Camila was like, go ahead, so I went out with him. That night he tells me he is being deployed for six months, but he wants me to be his girl and asks if I would wait for him. I said yea. Then, of course, you know how that turned out."

Temor is stunned..." You only knew that dude for..you mean you...wait ..what..the guy that had you crying that night...you had only ever been on one date...I'm confused. Love, what the fuck."

I chuckle, saying, " I know it's crazy right, after going through counseling, I wanted to give myself a chance to believe in love again and trust people. I believed in love growing up. I grew up with couples who have been together since they were young and had a crazy love for each other. I wanted that. I grew up thinking I had that.

I thought Mehki was romantic, I liked him, so I waited. Then he came home different or maybe the same. I only went out with him one time, and we wrote letters for months, but then he broke up with me. I say, laughing."

Looking at my hands, I say...

"When I met you, I really wanted to do things differently. I tried to get to know you, spend time with you and ask questions. But at the same time, I didn't want to lose myself to love again.

Our chemistry was so intense I found myself thinking about you all the time and wanting to see you. We had that great date, it meant a lot to me, and just when I thought ...it would be okay... then you hit me with the girlfriend thing, and I was like yeah nope, not again.

When I saw that girl sitting on your lap at the club, I could have handled that, but when she questioned ME, and I didn't hear you check her, I fucking lost it. Since the day that I hurt that girl back home, I promised myself I would never fight a female over or because of a man again."

"Is that why Camila fought the girl in the club?" he asked, lifting my face to look into his eyes.."

"yes," I sigh.

" But I think I lost it on you because when I saw her sitting on your lap, and you didn't do anything, I felt that same feeling from when my boyfriend and my dad didn't protect me. My counselor told me that feeling is betrayal, and watching you look at me with the girl sitting there, I felt betrayed."

Temor kisses my hands. "I am so sorry, Mi Amor."

Then he looks at me and says, "Can I ask you some questions"...I let out a breath and say, go ahead...