Don't Let Me Fall (Don't Let Me, #1)

by Kelsie Rae

There is no right thing to say. If there was, I would’ve heard it by now. But no I’m sorry, or my condolences, or he’s in a better place, or give it time, you’ll feel better soon––none of it has ever done shit to make me feel better.

But when you’re the villain in your own story, it’s hard to stop yourself from fighting for the opposite in someone else’s.

But I think it’s why I like him. Because he sees me. He knows how to talk to me. To handle me. Sometimes, I’m afraid he might even know me better than I know myself. And while it’s a little terrifying, there’s comfort too.

“But my point is…Mia’s used to handling the world on her own. And you’re used to being Mother Goose and swooping in to help anyone and everyone whenever you can.” “So?” “So, I think Mia needs to reach out to someone who can actually help her, and you need to not swoop in and try to fix everything,” she explains gently. “Especially when it’s out of your control.”