“It’s weird hearing you say that, you of all people,” he says. “How are you feeling?” “A little angry, but that’s it. It’s like I’m numb to it now, to all of it. I just don’t have it in me to keep doing this over and over. I’m beginning to think he’s a lost cause, and that breaks my heart,” I say, forbidding myself from crying. “Nobody’s a lost cause. They just think they are, so they don’t even bother to try sometimes.”

