[It stings harder. He still doesn't know why, he still doesn't really get it, but what he DOES know is that it hurts.
It would be easier never to speak to her again, to forget about her and take the truce to its natural conclusion. He'd rather not think about any of this again, about the past that she's assigning to him or why the Boss doesn't fit neatly where he should. Maybe it would make Trish happier, too. Wouldn't it be better for her to bury her past as well, to abandon it all and rebuild her life from the ashes?
His head hurts. That knot in his throat persists.
For some reason, what he finds himself typing and sending is the following:]
Do you think I'm doing this on purpose? Do you think I'm just lying to you? Because I'm NOT, okay?
I don't remember anything from before. I don't really know where I'm from or... Pretty much ANYTHING that happened before I met the Boss. I don't have answers for you but I'm not being this way just because I'm stubborn or whatever. Alright?
OUGH
It would be easier never to speak to her again, to forget about her and take the truce to its natural conclusion. He'd rather not think about any of this again, about the past that she's assigning to him or why the Boss doesn't fit neatly where he should. Maybe it would make Trish happier, too. Wouldn't it be better for her to bury her past as well, to abandon it all and rebuild her life from the ashes?
His head hurts. That knot in his throat persists.
For some reason, what he finds himself typing and sending is the following:]
Do you think I'm doing this on purpose?
Do you think I'm just lying to you? Because I'm NOT, okay?
I don't remember anything from before. I don't really know where I'm from or...
Pretty much ANYTHING that happened before I met the Boss.
I don't have answers for you but I'm not being this way just because I'm stubborn or whatever.
Alright?
Sorry.