Jaxon
I knew Sara would be pissed as hell that I told her mother about what happened. But I also knew that she needed to talk to someone about it other than me. While it could be argued that we'd both had the same loss, I knew that it was different for Sara. It couldn't possibly feel the same way to me that it did to her, for too many reasons to count. And also I knew, even though she never actually said it, that part of her still blamed me for what happened.
That was the worst thing of all: that she blamed me but couldn't talk about it to me. And even if she could, what could I possibly do or say to improve the situation?
Besides, I wasn't an i***t: I knew that if I told anyone outside the family Sara would probably leave me flat, no matter what my reasoning might have been. f**k pro
