Love mends even the broken parts
Shifting slightly, Loren accidentally dislodged Astra, who grumbled. Giving her an apologetic look and head rub, he sighed. Then he smiled ruefully at Maea. "It sucks." It came out a lot more honestly than he usually spoke.
However, he squeezed her shoulders gently. "But...I try to, I don't know. Remember how that feels, so that I don't inflict that same pain onto others." Then he grimaced, and a guilty expression stole across his features. "I fail a lot, though. At not...hurting people." He bit his lip.
Looking at the horizon again, he reached up to rub the tears that had wet his cheeks. "It's funny, isn't it? How we let others define our narratives." Falling silent, he turned to face her. "I don't...really think I'm a bad person, if I'm being honest. I've just...made mistakes and done bad things." However, his voice was far from certain.
However, he squeezed her shoulders gently. "But...I try to, I don't know. Remember how that feels, so that I don't inflict that same pain onto others." Then he grimaced, and a guilty expression stole across his features. "I fail a lot, though. At not...hurting people." He bit his lip.
Looking at the horizon again, he reached up to rub the tears that had wet his cheeks. "It's funny, isn't it? How we let others define our narratives." Falling silent, he turned to face her. "I don't...really think I'm a bad person, if I'm being honest. I've just...made mistakes and done bad things." However, his voice was far from certain.
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