I’m fucked up and jaded by his lack of love and affection, so how could I ever expect myself to be normal and have a real relationship. I’m sure my words will have done the trick, but instead of looking resigned or disappointed, all she does is take a slow sip of her milkshake, my eyes locked on her lips and the straw before she purrs, “Well you know what they say?” I flick my stare back to her. “What do they say, Tink?” Her smile is blinding as she tosses back another fry with a wink. “You can’t have a rainbow without a little rain.”
