“I don’t ever wanna hear you say nothing like that again. You hear me? I don’t want you to even think anything like that. You did nothing wrong. There is nothing wrong with you. Do you hear me?” Vin gripped the back of his son’s head, pleading with his eyes. “I’m wrong. I’m the problem. I’m the one who needs to figure out what’s wrong with me. But you? You’re smart. You’re amazing. You’re perfect, kid. You think I love Doll any less because I have Terran?”
