Mallory took a deep breath and began to explain, her voice quivering with emotion. "I don't remember when I wrote it, I just know that the lyrics never left my mind or my heart. I... I don't think I've ever told anybody about this song before and I want to share it now that I've healed, but to be honest, I cry every time I sing it I cry so I can't just record it. I don't know. It's not even finished, it's stupid."

Taylor listened intently, understanding that unveiling this chapter of Mallory's life was a significant step in their journey together. "I can help. I'm always here to help," She whispered, squeezing her hand.

"I've carried this song with me for so long," Mallory continued, "afraid to let you hear it, afraid you might judge me or think less of me. But I can't keep this secret from you any longer. I want you to know all of me, even the broken, ugly parts."

Taylor wiped away her tears and pulled Mallory into a warm embrace. "Thank you for trusting me with this, for sharing the extent of your pain and vulnerability. You don't have to bear it alone ever again. We're in this together, and I love you for all that you are, including the parts that have shaped you into the person you are today."

At that moment, Mallory felt a sense of relief and acceptance she hadn't known was possible. Taylor's understanding and compassion reaffirmed the strength of their bond.




























































































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sorry for the short and boring chapter. i couldn't remember what i had written initially and that kinda disheartened me but oh well

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