What am I doing here?
This isn’t my family, and no matter how much I love them, I will always be an outsider.
He was right. We are on different paths.
Love just isn’t enough. I can’t change what I want and he can’t change what doesn’t want. This is never going to work.
The tears roll down my face as we pull into the driveway.
Willow gets out of the car and slams the door. She disappears into the house and starts up the stairs before either of us can chase her.
“Willow,” Julian calls. She stops and turns on the step to look down at him. “You are not gay. You are confused.”
“Let her work this out for herself. Don’t judge her,” I say quietly.
“What?” He turns on me sharply. “What did you just say?”
“I said don’t judge her!” I cry, the last of my patience fading away. “This is not a d
