“I had spent my whole life hungry for forgiveness. It had not come, so I didn’t know firsthand what he was feeling. But I had imagined it, over and over. I’d wanted it so bad. I’d wanted Kai – or anyone, anyone who knew the worst in me – to say that I was still dear, and good, and worthy.”

“I had spent my whole life hungry for forgiveness. It had not come, so I didn’t know firsthand what he was feeling. But I had imagined it, over and over. I’d wanted it so bad. I’d wanted Kai – or anyone, anyone who knew the worst in me – to say that I was still dear, and good, and worthy.”

— Joshilyn Jackson