I will not cry.
I have never cried before, and I will not start now.
Maybe it’s the Rhys in me.
Or maybe it’s just me; stubborn, prideful me.
My family always tells me that it’s the one thing I had over all of them. My inability to back down.
Forcing my tears and emotions back into the deepest part of my mind, I buried my face in my hands and sucked in deep breaths to calm my squeezing chest. A mewling sob comes from my lips, but it is all that I allow myself to do, rubbing my face raw to keep from doing anything else.
The tears, thankfully, did not fall, but it's as if they did anyway with how I was feeling.
I do not know how long I stayed that way, huddled pathetically in my arms, breathing shakily through my teeth. It takes a few more moments but when I’m finally sure that my e
