*Bianca*
I regret everything I ever said about loneliness.
I stared blankly at my laptop, completely at a loss on how I would escape from the steely grip that surrounded me. Clingy hadn’t even begun to describe my fiance after my visit to the hospital.
Arms wrapped tightly around my waist, just above my belly and his head buried into my shoulder, he was so still I could swear he was sleeping in that position. But a certain member of his which I could feel pressing under my butt as I sat in his lap was not.
“Hmm,” I hummed thoughtfully, wondering if he would let me go once my class started in about five minutes. Part of me thought he might just demand I spend the whole class on his lap. I sighed, feeling a bit helpless at this point.
I knew his overprotective and clingy behavior over the past few days had been my fault. My restlessness had driven me to push myself beyond what I could handle and as a result, I’d ended up spending the day in the hospital.
