me.
“I’m not asking to erase the past,” I said. “I’m not asking you to pretend I didn’t hurt you. I’m asking if we can start again, slowly, with the kind of care we should’ve had all along.”
Serena’s eyes filled.
She held my gaze as if she was searching for something steady.
Then she said, “I never stopped wanting us to be okay. I just stopped believing continue reading …
