EMILY
"So, that's the whole enchilada," I declared, "and you might not quite get it, but every time I find someone I can unload this on, I feel an overwhelming sense of relief. It's like having a hand aid me in lifting this colossal weight that's been bearing on me since childhood."
Shaking his head, a hand reaching for mine, “I have never seen you this sad.“
Sad? I was currently as ‘sad' as I was on a normal day. The truth was, I seldom ever showed that side of myself to anyone else. I kept a smile and acted like I didn't think about the fact that my parents died so I could live. No, no one else could dream of feeling it in the same depth; not Aunt Lena, Rachel, or anyone else. My parents died to protect me, not anyone else.
So, no, I wasn't sadder right now. Jonathan just took noti
