WARNING!!! This story contains references to other mental health disorders that may act as triggers. Reader discretion is advised. *** My gaze glued to his manly face, he looks so calm yet so serious. I also felt that he was trying to study me under his scrutiny. "Tell me, what does your heart feels?" he said and pointed my chest to where my heart is. I was taken aback by his action enough to make me hitch my breath for seconds. Yet, he didn't mind my reaction and continued. "Does this hurt? Tell me and I will help you." And his words broke the walls I built. 'Help me', my mind screamed. *** Plagiarism is a crime © All Rights Reserved 2022