“Can I tell you something? Well, two things actually.” “Sure, you can.” He hesitates for a brief moment, clearly unsure of his next words. “Number one. I’m not the person they make me out to be. The womanizing cocky bad boy. It’s all just a front, you know? Engineered to keep people from discovering that underneath the bravado, I’m pretty weak. A trembling mess consumed by anxiety over mine and my brother’s future.”
