“Rook, he mothered me more than my mother. Which, for a time, I needed. Alistair let me be angry, showed me a way to let out the hurt. I also needed that.” He looks up at me in the rearview mirror. “But you, you made me move. You forced me to push forward, even when I hated you for it. Thank you for caring about me more than I cared for myself.”
