“It would have been easier to leave, but he was so broken. I thought if I couldn’t help him when he loved me that much, nobody would be able to.”
He stays silent.
“I couldn’t save him,” I whisper with regret. “I had to cut all ties in the end because I couldn’t deal with him constantly begging me to come back. I couldn’t deal with the guilt I felt.”
Julian listens, his eyes penetrating mine.
“After I left, he went totally off the wall and just started f*****g everything that moved. He’s had two overdoses since.”
“f**k,” he whispers as he picks up my hand and kisses it.
I think for a moment. “A lot of people said I was weak for staying with him.” “You weren’t.”
I exhale heavily. “That’s when I decided to just be happy and grateful for every single day.”
He rolls over to face me. “So
