I lift my eyes and find hers waiting. Like an expert in all things Bryce, the aspects of myself that I don’t reveal to fucking anybody, she bypasses all of my safety protocols and makes a home for herself in the pits of my insecurities and worthlessness that I’ve tried to bury for over a decade. They don’t feel so heavy once she’s reached them, like she’s transferred some of her colour into their black holes.
