"Do you want to talk about it? I know that you've been talking about it, but it seems more like you're having a rant than anything else."
I lifted my shoulders in a shrug, hoping that she realized that she didn't need to feel obligated to speak to me. I understood that maybe there was something going on that I just didn't need to be involved in, but it didn't change the fact that I wanted to be there for her. I guessed that she had come here, to me, for a reason, and not simply for the sake of keeping me company. After all, if something like this had happened to me, I wasn't just going to go anywhere. I was going to go somewhere where I felt safe. And perhaps that was what Anastasia had done.
"I want to talk about it. Trust me, I do. But at the same time, I don't think that there's any
