No hope for love in this house.
Drowning in the arms of her spouse.
Scraping her knees in prayer—
Only to find answers in an affair.
What are the odds that she found a man—
That enjoys living life without a plan.
Who sees her for who she is.
Not a character in his story.
No rush to fall in love. It should never feel mandatory.
She loves the sex without the pressure of becoming a mother.
Him and her laying side by side.
Completely comfortable with each other but still having to hide.
There’s no going back once their worlds decided to collide.
He brings her hope.