It turns out that sharing the past with someone is different from reliving it when you’re alone. It feels less like a wound, more like a poultice.

“Like Connor, Alex protected me -and he was the only person I let close enough t…”

“He’s not your typical prince, more like a square peg in a round hole, kind of l…”

“Iknew that all the attributes he was teased for, at age five, were going to wor…”

“Until this moment, I had not realized that someone could break your heart twice…”