Tori
This is the first time I've ever let any of them see me cry. In high school I refused to give them the satisfaction, saving my tears for the old pillow at the group home I was still in. None of them know how many tears I've shed because of them. I could probably fill a whole barrel with them.
It's obvious he has no clue what to do with me. Blaze isn't the type to fumble, always calm and collected as if he could see the outcome of every scenario. This is the first time I'm seeing that demeanor slip away, leaving a young man who doesn't know sh.it.
His eyes are wide, and his mouth slightly agape as he looks around the room for something to help, as if there were a bandaid for this too. Whatever waterfall he just unintentionally released inside of me won't stop, pouring out of me li
