~ JESSE ~
Maya talked for a long time- about Cazz's history. About his pain. And about how he'd let me down.
I listened. I agreed. I knew she was right. But the longer I sat there, the more I became stuck in a weird duality.
Half of me growing more and more numb. Calmer- almost untouched. That side of me felt like if Cazz had walked in right then, I would have just looked at him and asked him calmly to explain.
But the other half of me… That half was a forest fire.
Grief. Fear. Betrayal. Sick.
That side of me continued to crack and shatter, and the longer she talked, the less I heard. Because in the end, he was still making choices. No matter what had happened to bring him to this point, no matter how scared he might be, or how threatened… he had still chosen to betray me like this.
He knew how I felt about privacy.
He knew how sacred he was to me.