“What’s the point of surviving if the people I love are taken from me? What’s the point in protecting myself if I have to pretend that I don’t want to protect them? That I don’t care about them? I can’t anymore. I can’t. I can’t goddamn pretend. Not for them. I won’t pretend I don’t love Sin, and Boyd, and Ryan. And I’m tired of pretending that I don’t love you because this place has warped both of us so badly.”
