C H A S T I T Y
Year 2010
18 years old
I said it all.
Every single thing to Lachlan.
And my tears?
They were falling.
Easily and way too quickly.
Lachlan just remained calm and understanding, shockingly. As much as I assumed for him to ridicule me because I would, and I knew that I was going to end up crying, he did not. He just sat there and listened as the car was now parked. He did not even interrupt me or say anything that might upset me even more or invalidate my feelings during this emotional moment for the first time in front of him. To shock me even more, he just quietly let me cry on his shoulder as he kept his arm around me, letting me be as emotional as I liked. He just quietly listened to my story, my pain, my anguish and my feelings, and allowed me to express mysel
