C A I T L I N' S P. O. V
- A few months later
“Hey dad," I settle on the ground, folding my legs beneath me. My palm rests on the grey cracked stone, just above the chiselled name.
"I kind of love these chats now. I guess it was cathartic at first, almost like therapy, which by the way is going well. I don't know what it is. The fact you can't talk back to me, only listen, the fact I'm not afraid to speak my mind anymore, or maybe it eases the guilt a little. I know Aaron is still struggling with that. He still blames himself for not treating you better but you never told him the truth either. I mean, I get why you didn't but I just hate to see him beating himself up."
For someone who didn't think they had it in them to fall in love, my brother has the biggest heart I've ever known.
