“You listen to me,” he told her fiercely. “You dying wouldn’t have helped them. Wouldn’t have helped anyone. And it would’ve meant that I continued to go on through life, alone. And Pup would have kept burying himself in work and video games to avoid risking his emotions, never wanting to try because he was scared of rejection. You are the reason we both have hope.” She sucked in a breath. “Me?” “You. Next time you feel guilty about being alive, remember that. Then come find me, and I’ll heat your ass for your stupid thoughts.” “I don’t think you’re supposed to call my thoughts stupid.” “Why
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