I've embraced the torch passed to me
owned what I've been called to be
If his attitude weren’t a problem, she wouldn’t be here, she’d have already left by now. Watching coolly from the ground as he stands and puts the practice sword away, Wessex refuses to get up and follow him. It feels like indulging a child in a tantrum, especially when he throws her own concern back at her. Why do so many men here have emotional issues, she can’t help but wonder as she tightly shakes her head in denial of the underlying accusation.
“Don’t try to pull that ’you don’t care about me’ bullshit. I may not be the ‘let me hold you while you cry’ type, but that doesn’t mean I’m blind to you being upset about something, and for quite a while.” Tough love is still love, after all. And she’s learning to be better, lighter, more open, when she needs to be.
“Don’t try to pull that ’you don’t care about me’ bullshit. I may not be the ‘let me hold you while you cry’ type, but that doesn’t mean I’m blind to you being upset about something, and for quite a while.” Tough love is still love, after all. And she’s learning to be better, lighter, more open, when she needs to be.
full tilt,
hello destiny
WESSEX
