“You’re right to never let them see you cry. I’m not them, though.” “No, you’re worse,” she says hollowly, her voice slightly rasping like she’s doing her best to choke back more tears. “You got that right,” I agree. “But I’ll never take your moment of weakness and turn it against you like they would.” Her brows furrow as she looks up at me. “Why?” “Because you didn’t to me.”
