me?” The hurt is all over her face. It stabs at my chest and
 
 tears open wounds that I thought had closed up a long time
 
 ago.
 
 “Why should I trust you?” I wish I could stop and think
 
 this through rationally, but I can’t. “We hardly know each
 
 other. You don’t have a good track record for being honest
 
 when it comes to that.”
 
 Steph makes an injured noise, but she looks more
 
 shocked than she does hurt at the moment. “I can’t believe
 
 you’d say that. I trust you! I don’t have to know you for years
 
 to trust you and believe in you. If this was the other way
 
 around, I wouldn’t think that you were going to bail on me. I
 
 would never say that you’d want to go back to hiding who you
 
 were. I’d be proud of you. I’d stand up for you. I’ve never
 
 given you any reason to believe that I’d do anything different!
 
 I have no idea why you’re acting like this! I don’t understand
 
 it at all! Really, I don’t.”
 
 “That’s easy for you to say. You’re not in that position.
 
 You’re the one with all the power.” I’ve pressed on Steph’s
 
 most sensitive button. The one thing I know that has haunted
 
 her and hurt her in the past. Her family’s money. She shakes
 
 her head sadly instead of blowing up at me.
 
 “It’s always about the money. The stupid, stupid
 
 money. I know what you’re thinking. That my parents would
 
 cut me off and I’d have to change my mind. Don’t you realize
 
 that I have my own bank account? I’ve had my own money
 
 since before college. Since I turned eighteen. I own my own
 
 house. It’s my name on the title. I have my own things. I work
 
 for a living. I am my own person. Even if that wasn’t true, I
 
 can’t believe you’d think that I’d choose money over you! I’ve