reckless. I did what I had to do.”
“You did what you had to do,” I repeated. “Fine. Own it. But don’t you dare pretend you did it for me. You took from me. You lied to me. You made me feel guilty for wanting anything. And then you called me not needed when I stopped exhausting myself to make you look good.”
Her eyes glistened.
I didn’t move toward her.
My whole life, I had been conditioned to comfort her whenever she cried, even when she was the one
