It wasn’t difficult to understand why both Noah and my sister wanted to be included so much. They were both concerned about me, something that I didn’t even deserve. That’s why it only worsened my opinion of myself whenever they expressed their desire to help me.
“I think I do include you in my matters significantly enough, don’t I?” I argued, only to have Seth place his hand over my hand.
Struggling to put his faith in what I had said, he asked me, “Why won’t you talk to me about the day of your sister’s wedding then?”
“It’s not something I’m comfortable sharing,” I answered, feeling a little hassled at being asked about the same damn thing again.
Besides that, I strongly felt that I could be making a mistake by offering Seth the details of that unfortunate day. He might blame me
