Brady and I walk out to our vehicle together, and he breaks the silence by saying, “Is there anything Wyatt could have done wrong to deserve that?” I give him a horrified look at his question. “No, of course not. He’s so young and easy to love. Nothing he did could make him deserve that.” Brady stops to meet my eyes. “Exactly, that was you back then. You always thought you did something wrong. Sometimes, I think deep down, you still believe you were somehow to blame. Tell yourself what you would tell Wyatt.” His words sink into me, and I struggle not to cry. Brady wraps me up in his arms,
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