[ She had thought of it, in the nights when they were curled up together and he sleeps, and she rests her head on his chest to listen to his heartbeat. He's unwilling, and she knows it, stubborn and rebellious because that's how he is, that's why she loves him.
Did he really think things would change if she told him this herself? What was he going to do if she confessed this to him out of the blue, help her? She thinks of Stacker, her father, the man who had single-handedly brought her up and loved her like his own; and more than anything she didn't want to let him down. ]
i hate you
[ She had thought of it, in the nights when they were curled up together and he sleeps, and she rests her head on his chest to listen to his heartbeat. He's unwilling, and she knows it, stubborn and rebellious because that's how he is, that's why she loves him.
Did he really think things would change if she told him this herself? What was he going to do if she confessed this to him out of the blue, help her? She thinks of Stacker, her father, the man who had single-handedly brought her up and loved her like his own; and more than anything she didn't want to let him down. ]
I can't.