Strings of Fate
Bellamy shrugs.
“I think so, but I still have a few doubts.” I roll my eyes.
“The entire question is irrelevant because people don't believe me if I do say something.” I remind him.
“I believed you.” he points out.
“Not until after you made me prove myself, and I didn't tell you anything about yourself. It's harder to accept when it happens to you.”
“I found your note and didn't ignore it.” he argues. I shake my head.
“You didn't trust that what I wrote was true, you just really wanted to believe it so you gave it a chance. It's not the same thing. People will believe anything if they want it to be true, or if they're scared that it might be true.”
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