“Has someone told you you’re hard to love?” My words are quiet in the dark of our room, and Brendon tenses against me. I don’t push him for an answer. His reluctance to respond is a resounding yes. “Yeah.” He takes a deep, shuddering breath. “Hey.” I reach into the blanket and lift his chin so he’s looking at me. “Whatever was said to you is not true.” Tears spring to Brendon’s eyes, and he chokes on a sob. I wrap my arms around him as he cries, his body shaking from the emotional release, and I run my hands up and down his back while I murmur to him. I love this guy more than I thought was
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