Chapter 75
Tilda
I liftmy gaze and watch Ethan disappear into the trees.
I look back at my feet.
And I grimace when I flex my toes.
I didn’t mean to bring any of that up. I was trying to make him understand that this isn’t the worst thing I’ve experienced. But as soon as he told me totell him the truth, I knew it wasn’t going to go over well.
Usually, I wouldn’t share a story like that.
Usually, I wouldn’t admit such a shameful, outlandish thing.
But Ethan’s met them.
Her.
So I knew he’d believe me.
A branch breaks somewhere out of sight.
He definitely believed me.
Sighing, I gingerly get to my feet and carefully take the few steps to the bucket.
Chapter 76
Ethan
My chest heavesas I look down at the pile of branches by my feet.
I don’t feel any better.
I don’t think anything could make me feel better right now.
I can’t…
She saidwhen I was young.
When Tilda wasa child,her mother put her in painful clothing soher childwould want to lose weight.
My vision is blurry with anger as I think of my own mother.
She would’ve loved Tilda.
She would’ve loved every fucking thing about her.
She would never, not ever, have done that to her.
I can still hear my mom’s voice, telling me how perfect I was when I’d come home upset after someone teased me about my eye colors.
I can still hear her muffled voice from when I listened outside her door as she chewed out the school’s principal.
And that was just over words. If I’d been physically hurt…
She would’ve burned the world down.