It's the first thought into her head and it's bitter on her tongue, a heavy thought that slips and twists and closes her throat on itself. There's something so lost in the way he speaks, the way he holds her, and she doesn't really give a damn about the journal or the fact that they're still out in the hall anymore. She holds him close and unashamed, the way you would a frightened child. It's hard to be strong for herself, hard to face that pattern of men who come into her life owing her nothing and trying to keep her safe anyway and the way she keeps losing them, but she can be strong for Alex.
She can be strong for him, but she can't lie to him. Can't say it's not true, can't say they'll be fine, so she'll get as close as she can.]
You don't know that. We're here for a reason. I don't think it's one we're gonna like, but I don't buy that something went to all the effort of getting us here just to screw with us by picking us off one by one.
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It's the first thought into her head and it's bitter on her tongue, a heavy thought that slips and twists and closes her throat on itself. There's something so lost in the way he speaks, the way he holds her, and she doesn't really give a damn about the journal or the fact that they're still out in the hall anymore. She holds him close and unashamed, the way you would a frightened child. It's hard to be strong for herself, hard to face that pattern of men who come into her life owing her nothing and trying to keep her safe anyway and the way she keeps losing them, but she can be strong for Alex.
She can be strong for him, but she can't lie to him. Can't say it's not true, can't say they'll be fine, so she'll get as close as she can.]
You don't know that. We're here for a reason. I don't think it's one we're gonna like, but I don't buy that something went to all the effort of getting us here just to screw with us by picking us off one by one.