“I love you,” I finally say to him. “You know that, right? You always come first. Everything I do is to take care of you. To protect you. To provide for you.” James nods. “It’s you first,” I say to him. “It’s always you first and everyone else second. And that’s never going to change. Okay?” James nods again. A tear falls on the floor between us. “Okay, Addie.” “Come here,” I whisper, tugging him into my arms. “We’re going to be okay.” James clings to me, acting more like a child than he has in a long time, and I’m happy to see it. Sometimes I worry he’s growing up way too fast in this shitty
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