The Alliance
"It's okay, you can cry."
"Like, it's my own fault you know? I didn't work hard enough, at least not harder than her. I wish I could have just said no instead of giving in to my stupid cravings, like the nightclub."
In Leonardo's embrace, I finally let go of the facade of strength I had been clinging to. Tears streamed down my cheeks, and I clung to him as if he were my last resort.
"It's okay, baby," he whispered soothingly, his fingers gently stroking my hair. "Crying doesn't make you weak. It just means you cared deeply about something."
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