It was as if all my pain, all my guilt and confusion and the shadows that were bottled inside of me no longer weighed as much as they once did. Leo was there to share it with me. When the dark thoughts pushed at my mind, when memories of my father or moments of self-loathing and anger threatened to pull me under, I didn’t shove them beneath the surface as I so often did in the past. There was someone who cared, someone who wanted to know every last part of me.
