DAELAN'S POV.
Cassie hiccuped softly, still burying her face in her hands for a moment, and letting her emotions spill. I sat there stunned, watching her struggle even while intoxicated. My heart squeezed for her. I hadn’t realized how much she had endured, and her vulnerability now, drunken and raw, was almost unbearable to witness.
"Jimmy… started asking for things… things I couldn’t just give… "She continued, still lost in her story, as if she needed to let everything off her chest. "private snapshots. I didn't know what to do… I was… scared and more confused. My dad… always yelling.. and hitting mom… I rarely had someone I could... have meaningful.. conversations with. Not even my friends at school.. provided me with comforting... solace I got from talking to Jimmy. Although
