What do you do when you are broken inside? You fix others. ••• He pushed the table between us and I jump. "What? Are you scared?" He sneered, testing my patience. I dug my fingernails into the backs of my hands and whispered, "No. I'm not scared of you. I'm not scared of anyone." He lowered his voice to match mine. "Then why are you pushing me away? What are you so afraid of?" Finally, I looked up at his eyes, terrified to see pity replaced by something more powerful. "Me."
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