[He closes his eyes, breath catching at her words. Distantly, he knows that maybe he was waiting for her too.]
Me too. I wish... I wish I'd met you sooner. I wish Luke had the faith in me that you do.
[He doesn't like talking about Luke. It was just a reminder of how hurt he still was. When she presses her forehead against his, he squeezes her hand back.]
I wanted to be good once. I tried to be good.
[Just as he was trying now. He's let her in a few steps at a time, let her see the ugly monster lurking beneath the darkness in him. He hates how he spirals like this, how everything was split so evenly between good and evil. It made him think of his conversation with Bethany, how people had shades of gray in them - light and dark.]
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Me too. I wish... I wish I'd met you sooner. I wish Luke had the faith in me that you do.
[He doesn't like talking about Luke. It was just a reminder of how hurt he still was. When she presses her forehead against his, he squeezes her hand back.]
I wanted to be good once. I tried to be good.
[Just as he was trying now. He's let her in a few steps at a time, let her see the ugly monster lurking beneath the darkness in him. He hates how he spirals like this, how everything was split so evenly between good and evil. It made him think of his conversation with Bethany, how people had shades of gray in them - light and dark.]