Eventually Cory dislodged himself from Savannah, backing away from her rather suddenly - as if he’d only just realized he’d been clinging to her.
“Sorry...I didn’t mean...I came to check on you and apologize.” Cory muttered, sniffling a bit.
“You don’t have to.” Savannah said softly, reaching up to wipe the tears from his cheeks.
He blinked at her, and closed his hands around her fingers. “Maybe I don’t have to, but I want to. You didn’t deserve to find out the truth like that. I should have told you sooner.”
Savannah nodded a little bit. It felt good, right even, to hear him acknowledge it.
“You...you know that what happened wasn’t, in any way, your fault... don’t you? Sometimes I struggle with that too, but my therapist says that we can’t be responsible for the choices other peopl
