Enzo said. “You keep telling yourself that. But you’re the only one who believes it.” “You don’t know—” “No. I’m not going to listen to this tired old song and dance again. I know you better than anyone. I don’t need to know every detail of your past for that. You are more than what happened to you, Enzo. Whatever you did to survive doesn’t matter.” “How can you say that?” “Because I see the man you are, and the man you could be if you’d only allow yourself to be.” Her words penetrated his armor. It stung. She’d always been the truth bringer, whether he wanted to hear it or not. “You make it sound so easy. You have no idea what I’ve gone through. It would make you sick to your stomach.” “Then tell me,” she demanded. “Why? So you can turn from me just like everyone else?”
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