" Don't you ever feel vulnerable?!" The interviewer asked, my eyes staring deeply at my hands. He clears his throat. "having gone from being a guy with nothing to lose to having something that can make you so easily lost makes me vulnerable everyday." He mumbles. was he talking about me? My heart starts to beat faster and my palms begin to sweat. "I want to believe that nothing can hurt me, but the truth is that if anything happened to her, I wouldn't be able to live with myself." I stay quiet, the producers and staff around the set staring at me with cheshire cat smiles plastered to their faces. "Love makes me vulnerable."