My Boss, My Husband
There were several things that had happened recently that I would never have guessed at the start of this year. Having an emotional bloodbath with my childhood best friend, realizing I had romantic and lustful feelings for him, and, of course, the accident with my eyes.
The combination of it all had turned this past month into hell. Physically and emotionally, I'd suffered more than ever before, and it absolutely sucked. The intense pain, constant tearing, redness, and swelling of my eyelids were all reminders of the damage caused by the shattered glass. Two surgeries, an infection, a slow recovery, and an uncooperative immune system later, here I was.