Heart’s True Home by Jean Marie

My search for someone I could trust was over when I met my new neighbor.
Andre and I chatted online for years and his move to my town was a complete coincidence.
Feeling close to him wasn’t…
He understood my troubled past… being abandoned by my parents followed by abuse in my foster home.
I’ll never feel safe, even with my abuser in prison.
But Andre’s presence calmed me.
He was gentle with my heart and this was the first time I’ve felt at home.
The thought of losing him terrified me.
Deep down, I knew the happiness was short-lived.
My past would eventually find me, shattering this illusion of peace.
Andre needs me as much as I need him.
Are we naïve to think that we have what it takes to save one another