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Without realizing I was going to, I asked, “Do you know how much I love you?”
A scream wanted to burst out of me, but I swallowed it. Good god, I swallowed it. No sound. No tears. No cries. They couldn’t hear anything from me. I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction.
“I don’t know what I’m supposed to do here. I don’t know if I’m supposed to distract you. If I’m supposed to make you laugh, or if I’m supposed to be reassuring you. I have no idea what to do, so all I’m doing is just being here.”
“You can’t talk back to me, and I need to hear your voice. I need to know you’re okay.”
Sometimes family hurts you more than they could ever love you.
She said I wasn’t broken at all.
“I love you. You need to know that.”