My chest tightened at the glint in her dark eyes. Worry, guilt, and anger. For me. It was a thick balm filling in the places inside me that had cracked more and more over the years. A lifetime of being the disappointment and the one who nobody really needed.
Now, she needed me. She believed in me. She wanted me.
Now, I was bulletproof.
— Apr 03, 2026 02:17AM
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