“What did you do?” “Nothing… to him.” I think about this topic as I have over and over in the last few years as I’ve watched my brother then Scar find love and happiness. “I simply stopped believing. I stopped trusting anyone. Until I was completely alone.” Her palm is flat on my chest, and she rests her cheek on it, studying my face as if she understands every word I’m saying, every motivation. “But you’re so charming and approachable. You’re very handsome.” “You’re very beautiful.” I lean down and kiss her nose. “My problem is subconscious. People get too close, and I create distance.” “Am I
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