163 Emotions - Part【6】

The other times I would feed him my cooking and he surprisingly ate even would praise its taste and my skills but nothing more than that. We were gradually falling apart and I knew we needed to talk to settle things between us once and for all but he was unwilling. He preferred to keep his distance, the painful memories the cottage held for him made him edgy and each time I invited him inside pleading with him there was always hesitance in his eyes as though he was frightened of the four walls and...me. I became my male's worst nightmare.