“Tessa, you can do this. We’ve survived worse,” came Corbin’s voice. “But I was with all of you,” she whispered. “We’re always with you,” Corbin said. “Is it like two years ago?” Two years ago? What the fuck happened two years ago? “Some days,” Tessa answered, and Theon could see a tear slipping down her cheek in the mirror. “You’re a survivor, Tessa,” Corbin said. “What if I don’t want to be one anymore?”
