It was Wednesday evening in Atlanta, and I felt a sense of freedom as I realized Anthony had left for his basketball trip without me. Another thing I'm tired of this traveling back n forth. I been doing it since a kid but damn we just keep going from state to state. Now we were in Atlanta, Ant was in Minnesota, he'll be back tomorrow or the next day after. I'm not even gonna act like I don't miss him because I do.
Not that I didn't love spending time with him, but our relationship had been intense, and I needed this little break. Plus,I stayed with Isla while he was away, and I was excited for a girls slumber party, it was just me and her, dressed in our matching pajamas.
Isla and I settled into the living room with wings from American Deli and a couple of glasses of wine. It felt good to relax and chat without any of the usual worries about Anthony's possessiveness. I knew he meant well, and his protective nature initially drew me to him, but at times it felt suffocating. Isla understood my concerns, and we'd often discussed the challenges of our relationships.
"So, have you made a decision about Anthony yet?" Isla asked, her eyes full of empathy. She knew the struggles I'd faced over the few months as I navigated the ups and downs of our relationship.
I sighed and took a sip of my wine, considering my response. "I'm still not sure, Lala. I mean, I definitely care about him, and I'm falling for him, but I'm just not ready to fully commit yet. It's been a lot to process. Plus I don't trust him for real."
Isla nodded, her expression understanding. "I get it, Ky. Relationships can be complicated, especially when there are trust issues involved. Take your time; you don't have to rush into anything you're not comfortable with."
I smiled at her, grateful for her support. Isla had always been the voice of reason, and her own marriage gave me hope that love could conquer all. Still, I knew my own hesitations ran deep. I'd been hurt in the past, and it left me cautious about opening my heart completely.
