"I just don't … I don't think that we can ever be what we were. You know? I just don't think I can trust you."
Those words. You never thought you would ever hear those words. Not from those lips.
It's almost enough to kill you. Just that single sentence is enough to strip you back entirely. Down to the bone. Now your insides are laid bare for the world to see. For Dean to see.
And you're scared. Oh God you're terrified that what he sees there won't be the pure white of apology.
That it will be Black.