Reasons To Mark

"Well, that's it." I let out a long sigh of relief after I had told everyone everything.

I felt a lot better just by telling it to another person. It was as if someone else had taken half the burden off my shoulders, not just me.

I thought sharing my relationship problems with my parents would be awkward. Still, my mother was a good listener, not interrupting me or making biased comments about my actions.

It made me feel respected and understood, and it was one of the hardest things I could get from Michael.

"Michael always says it's not the right time. It's not the right time. When is the right time for him to do it, then? Do I have to wait until he has marked someone else like Robert did before I'm forced to quit?" I complained.

My mother took my hand and touched the back of my hand to comfort me.

I looked into her eyes. Her expression was calm. She picked up a teacup and looked at me. "Do you think now is the right time?"