She seemed so concerned about him, sometimes  it  seemed she  could read him like a book. How he was  able to keep the secret  so long was hard on him. Always pretending, and always avoiding topics about past  girlfriends  not that  she  really asked him about that very much. It  was  like she didn't want to know about his past  sometimes. Maybe she was like that, because whenever she nudged  him  about it, he sort of gave a non  committal answer. Something vague. She  knew he  didn't want to talk about it it  seemed.Maybe  she  thought something bad happened. That couldn't be further from the truth.<br/>"Just, thinking about the  past.  I should tell you the truth now. Now that we have a house...and we are  starting a new  life  together. I think things should be new  for me too. That  I should stop hiding the truth from you. I just hope you won't hate me when I tell you."<br/>He walked out the door, holding her hand in his. He  was  worried, but  not too much. She seemed to love him as he was, she wouldn't want the old him like everyone else did.