“You know I would damage upon you just to feel pain myself.”

“You might. But I’m certain that you will rush down immediately to catch me .”

“Catch you?”

She laughed as she muttered that thought to herself.

Laid before his eyes was an broken soul so frail and fragile she would break if she went out of his sight.

How could she ever hurt anyone? He shook his head at the thought of that. All she could ever do was to inflict damage upon herself whilst she allowed the pain to eat away at her apathy.

She was constantly both the victim and the torturer.

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She was acutely aware of that.

But how could he place his trust in her when she herself had basically absolutely nothing to offer.

Her heart ached at the thought of that but she pretended otherwise and broke into an laughter as she drew her head back and laid on the couch.

He had no idea what it’s like to seek safety in other people.

He wouldn’t understand.