He steps back, depriving me of his solidness at my back. I close my eyes for a long moment to try to get control of my emotions. I feel like an exposed nerve right now. No matter how close we get, Gaeton keeps holding himself at a distance. I don’t know if he can ever truly forgive me. I don’t know if I can pick him if forgiveness isn’t on the table, even if it’s a forgiveness I don’t deserve.
