He’s a hero and I … I am no one.
Undeserving. Tainted. Weak and forgettable. He would have been better off if he’d left me on that bathroom floor, but he didn’t. I wish he would have.
He thinks he can give me a fighting chance at a life I didn’t ask for. A friendship I didn’t want. A connection I can’t touch.
If I had known it’d cost us everything, I would have walked away from him when I had the chance.
