When I moved to Melbourne I didn't know what to expect. I thought I would be fine. I thought that my family and I could start a new life and not have one tiny bit of stress in the world. I thought I would never feel these things. These butterflies fluttering deep in the pit of my stomach. These sweaty palms. These crazy things I always do when I'm around him. These thoughts of him that always clouds up my brain. I don't know what to think of him. Maybe... maybe it's love?
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