“All my life, I’ve been desperately trying to get people to accept me and trust me and like me. I have only ever spoken and behaved in a way that they would approve of. But not with you. With you, I have only ever been me. But if I start manipulating your emotions, our interactions won’t be real.” A small and bitter sigh escapes my lips as I shrug. “But I suppose that’s ruined now anyway.”
