“Then you told him he was crazy. You told him he had to be out of his mind to say something like that.” “No.” “No,” he echoes. I try not to move. Warner takes a hard, shaky breath. “Then what did you say to him?” Seven seconds die between us. “Nothing,” I whisper. Warner stills. I don’t breathe. No one speaks for what feels like forever.
OHHH MY GOD THE ANGST
