“How long are you going to keep those walls and fences up, Carly? When are you going to let yourself love and be loved again?”
I wanted to reach up and touch his face and tell him that I was afraid of getting hurt again. I had allowed myself to love and in return all I got was heartache. I didn’t want to go through that again. Those walls and fences were my protection. I wasn’t about to tear them down. “I’m sorry, Greyson.”
“So am I.”
I watched him walk away. Was I making a terrible mistake?