“I admire the hell out of you, you know that?” My heart dips. “Say more.” Another laugh. “How do you feel? After getting all that out?” I suck in a lungful of air, tinged with the smell of the dying fire. “Lighter? Empty, but in a good way?” “And how did you feel before?” Swallowing, I think on that for a minute. “Too…full.” “You were scared to let it out. You’ve been scared for a while, yeah?” “Yeah.” “But tonight, you decided you were going to let it out anyway. I think that’s one hell of an accomplishment.” “Me crying is an accomplishment?” I smile though as I say the words. “Totally.
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