The Echo of Abuse and Love
I stare for a moment, surprised at the gesture, and unsure of how to respond.
After a moment I take his hand reluctantly, allowing him to steady me as I stand.
"This place has the BEST milkshakes!" He says cheerfully. Again, I am thankful and relieved that even though I feel incapable of returning any of his emotions, not once has Luke made it apparent that he notices how off I'm acting. I can tell by the way he keeps glancing at me that he knows there are still things wrong, but when he speaks, he doesn't act as though I'm ruining the evening. As we head toward the door, he keeps my hand safely in his, and I can't help but feel a small pool of warmth resurface inside of my body. Normally I
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