Thanks be to EBT.
If I thought I was crying before, I was wrong.
I let out this loud sob and hide my face in his hands as my body shakes.
He's still here. He wants to talk this over together.
I don't know why. I don't know what I did to deserve his patience.
I feel him sit down next to me, and his arm is suddenly around my shoulder.
He pulls me into him, and my head falls into the crook of his neck.
I continue to cry, and all I want to do is ask him the questions screaming at me in my mind.
He strokes my hair and soothes me.
"Shhhh," he whispers as he holds me.
I cry and cry until I can't cry anymore, finally settling down.
"I want you to hear me, Angel. I want you to really hear me."