Embracing With Open Arms

I sighed. I opened my mouth to speak, but for a moment, I had no idea what to say. Eric already had everything planned out for me. Logically speaking, I should have felt moved, but I was instead feeling rather sullen. If Eric had to handle everything for me, then what else was there left for me to do? Was I supposed to just sit back and enjoy the results? I was really afraid of developing a dependence on Eric. Every time I encountered danger, I would think of him. Dependence was the scariest thing to me because once I became familiar with this sense of dependence, I would find it harder and harder to leave his side. Thinking this, I instinctively took a step back, creating distance between Eric and myself. "Thank you very much for helping me this time, Eric," I said. "I understand that you mean well, but I hope that you'll let me know in advance when encountering a similar situation in the future. That way, I can choose whether or not to accept your help. After all, it wouldn't b