"I am happy with her, she is everything to me." I insist, and then I pause to shake my head, "I don't even know why I'm talking to you about this."
How did she get me to spill all of this? It doesn't make sense. She coyly shrugs her shoulders, grinning from ear to ear while she brushes her dark hair over her shoulder.
"I guess I'm just a good confidant. Go on, there's no one here but me, and I won't tell another soul." I give her a look, and she throws her hands up. "I don't have many friends, okay? I don't really have anyone to tell."
Although I'm skeptical, I have to keep talking. Getting it all out there feels like I'm purging the emotions. I'm already feeling better. I just don't know where to start.
Sighing, I rub at my sinuses with stressed fingers.
"It's complicated." I say, and it's more than complicated. Kelly sees through the bull shit. She scoffs.