"Baby can you hear me?" Her silence was beginning to scare the s**t outta me. I've seen more than my share of traumatized people in my life, and I know that the next few hours can make a difference in the way she heals.
It didn't matter what she'd been through no matter how horrible, I couldn't let her disappear in her head, couldn't let her escape there though it might seem like the best thing for her.
I didn't want her blaming herself the way I did all these years, for something that was no fault of hers. Something a monster had brought about. Of all the things I would've shared with her, my legacy wasn't one of them.
How f****d was it that we now had this in common? That for the rest of our lives these memories will be a part of her, just as I'd carried mine all these years?
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