Sometimes, you may have this premonition or gut feeling that something huge is going to happen, be it bad or good. For my case, it’s always bad la. To me, the anticipation and the waiting and that looking-over-your-shoulder-feeling for that something to happen is much worse than the actual thing itself exploding. I’d rather it happens quickly and after the dust has settled, I finally can heave a huge sigh of relief that it’s over.

I will not say that what happened didn’t leave any of us unscathed but I know it made me realise how much I really really need him and that one stupid mistake can cause whatever we had to just go poof! But it did not, so very I’m thankful that we still have us.

To my dear bee, I’m sorry for hurting you and that you mean more to me than anything else in the world. I promise, none of this will happen again. ILY.