“But how can I trust him not to disappear on me again?” I lean my head back and close my eyes, taking in a cleansing breath. “I don’t know that I could survive it again.” “First of all, you have survived every bad day and fucked-up situation you’ve been in. Every single one. Did some of them leave a lasting impression? Yes, but you’re still here. You would survive it because I wouldn’t let you do anything less.”