It's impossible to describe the sheer terror I felt as we looked into eachother's eyes. Fight or flight had kicked in and for once, I didn't want to fly away. For once, I wanted to stay and let this man in completely. But I couldn't tell if he felt the same.

I smiled and tilted my head, examining the expression on his face and trying to determine if he was as happy to have his arms around me as I was to be wrapped in them. I finally felt safe. I finally felt free. Free from all of the doubts I had. Free from my own mind. I finally felt like I was worthy of being loved. If only I could tell that he truly loved me back.