I thought I was in my forever home. I thought I had paid my dues. I thought I was finally in a sanctuary that would serve me until I left this body. I thought this. I thought that. The overthinking threw me into the assuming/expectation zone.
He placed his cold fingers over my tearful eyes and I couldn't help but reach out to his wrists to keep me blinded from the horrible world I was living in. "Shhh," he whispered. There's nothing to be afraid of but me.