Proximity Hazard
As if he were holding something fragile, he didn’t trust himself to deserve.
“Tell me,” he said.
His voice was controlled, but his eyes weren’t. His eyes looked like the last thread on a leash.
“Tell you what, exactly?” I breathed. “That I still have nightmares about the abuse I endured when I was younger? Or how helpless I felt that I swore I’d never be that helpless again?”
The second the words left my mouth, something in Reid shifted. Not surprise, but recognition. As if he had already known something ugly lived under my skin, and hearing it out loud just made it real enough.
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