Forsaken
I nod, closing my eyes to digest it all.
Milo and I were never close growing up; in fact, if memory served me right, I made his life a living hell for the majority of it. But in recent years, things had changed. I started protecting Milo, started helping him out, indulged his pleas to play, and even got him a fucking bunny. And now Milo was saying he was on my side. Milo, who had no reason to be, was on my side. I feel the tears build behind my eyes and force them away, not wanting to break down in front of Zander of all people.