“Who are you, really? What do you want with me?”
She threw questions at him, afraid of her own mind’s workings.
“How can I know if I can trust you? I am afraid to need you.”
“Who are you, really? What do you want with me?”
She threw questions at him, afraid of her own mind’s workings.
“How can I know if I can trust you? I am afraid to need you.”