To me, it didn't matter how hard life got as long as I had the person I loved by my side.
Being a man, Blake felt ashamed of relying on me so much. Every so often, he'd try to break up with me out of guilt.
But I clung to him like a koala, refusing to let him go.
"Think you can leave me and find someone else? Ha! Not a chance."
Every time I managed to win him back after one of his breakup attempts, he'd become incredibly passionate that night, almost primal. Maybe, in his mind, it was the only way he could repay me for everything.
I loved how much he loved me, but I worried about his health.
To keep him from overexerting himself, I sought out all kinds of remedies and tips. After every night like that, I'd make sure to take care of him properly.
I thought we'd grow old together, living a simple, happy life. But then, life threw us a curveball.
In our third year together, his father, drowning in a massive amount of debt, ended up jumping off a building to escape his creditors.
After his father's death, those same creditors tracked down his mother and sister and even cornered us in our tiny apartment.