You know that person who has seen so much of you? Who has seen you at your dogshit worst, seen you when you were toxic trash and—worst of all—too full of your own hurt to even know you were trash, but still somehow cares about you? That person for me is Exlee. I know, me and half of Ashtown. But it doesn’t matter that making people feel loved, comforted, and safe is just what Exlee does. It doesn’t make it any less valuable.
