I waited for him for four years even after everything he did... It was a strange feeling. Have you ever tried to feed an angry, homeless dog? And not just throw him a loaf of bread there, but from your hand, holding it out at your own peril and risk, not knowing what awaits you in the next minute. For all four years, I held out my open palm with my already tormented heart. But the moment of truth has come, and I’m not sure that I won’t get bitten. I'm scared...