“Because I can’t see you like this,” I admit. “Because it fucking maims me to see these bruises on you; to see you so tired of trying to be strong for yourself.” I grit my teeth and cup her face again. “I wanna bring your mother tenfold the amount of pain she’s caused you. I wanna show her what it’s like to be marred. What it’s like to be the one receiving what she’s been so cruel to deliver – for years on end.”
