She reached across the table and squeezed my wrist. “By the way, I just want you to know how grateful I am that you’re here. And you’re helping. It makes me feel like I’m not alone. Like maybe for the first time ever, I don’t have to be completely responsible for every single thing. Thank you for that, Knox.” I closed my eyes and tried not to throw up. “Look. Like I said.” I had to grit my teeth to get through it. “Things are complicated, and part of that’s on me.” She looked up and frowned. “Are you okay? You look tired.” I was fucking exhausted. And full of self-loathing. “I’m fine,” I
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