“I know, I’m sorry. I just want you to know I have no part in whatever that piece of shit has done or said. But if he or any of this friends try that again let me know and I’ll—” She folds her arms defensively. “I’m not helpless. I don’t need your help.” “I never said you were, but you don’t have to handle it alone. And I want you to know, I’m not pretending to care or doing this out of obligation. I want you to know that I’m here for you.” I smile at her.
