Chapter 51. Feeling Different About Him

(Alana)

Nothing scared me more than getting intimate with a man. When I was a teenager, I always stayed away from men. Especially those who showed interest in me. The reason my friends called me a coward was that I was a virgin even in college.

After that time at the party with Ricardo, I knew my body and feelings were acting up. It was hard to ignore what my heart was feeling.

I sat in front of the mirror, combing my hair, when in actual senses I was reminiscing the times Ricardo and I were making out in his office.

What was that, how did we reach that stage? My heart was confused more than my brain was. What happened that evening was out of my hands, I kept asking myself if I was attracted to my husband.

“How come?” I thought, only to realize I said the words out loud. Slamming the pink hairbrush on the table. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. Creased my hair a little.

“I'm beautiful, right?” I muttered while feeling my face