A fishy smell seemed to permeate my entire head through my nose, and a sticky liquid stuck deep in my mouth. I wanted to vomit, but I couldn't get up.
They revealed my ugly and shameful past in front of everyone. I couldn't see the expression on my face. It must not be pretty. Otherwise, why would he look at me with a confused expression? He must have wanted to hold me, kiss me, comfort me, but he couldn't do anything. He is the best man I have ever met. I dare not... I always have to go back.
Intention: My destiny is mine