She was eagerly waiting for her appointment at the doctor’s office, fidgeting nervously and looking at the clock. It was not hard to see that Leah was struggling with something. The TV barely offered her a distraction – on the screen, an old lady cooked a pie or something of the sort. She couldn’t tell. All she could think about was last night.
“I know you fake it”. Were the words her boyfriend of 7 years said to her.
And that hurt more than anything she could hear.
How could he possibly see her as someone who would pretend to enjoy sex with him? She looked at her phone wallpaper, a photo of them eating ice cream cones at an amusement park. She was smiling, wide blue eyes staring at the lens like it was the best day of her life. Now that enthusiasm seemed to have faded.
Her mom had already told her it was all a waste of time. Leah’s best friend, Kayla, nodded in agreement. It seemed like her love life was surviving against all odds. Something had to change, but she didn’t know what.