Because let’s be honest, even if no one knew who we were to each other in this town, they are still going to see an eighteen-year-old girl and a forty-one-year-old guy and think that it’s wrong. People by nature are judgmental assholes, it’s just the way it is. They don’t get it and most probably never would and they don’t have to. Atlas and I understand each other and that’s what matters.
