“Zoe’s right. Vera couldn’t have known, but neither could I. I haven’t been through what you’ve been through, Bree. No one has. You’ve been alone in so much of this.” My eyes burn when she steps closer to me again. Takes my hands again. “I don’t think I want to be,” I admit. “Not anymore.” “What do you want to be?” It’s only six words. One single question. But it feels impossible to answer.
tears in my eyes oh tracy deonn you are so evil
