Tucker
I watch Karsyn stand up to deliver her victim impact statement, proud as hell of her. I know how hard this was, could tell in the way she became quiet on me in the past few days. Withdrawing into herself is a coping mechanism and I allowed it, but after this I want her to be one thousand percent honest with me about what's going through her head.
As her voice shakes, I reach over from where I sit beside her, rubbing my hand up and down her back. I don't want to take anything away from what she's doing, but I want her to know I'm here.
Anger is making it almost impossible for me to sit without making a sound, though, as she mentions things she's never told me. Not that I ever expected her to tell me every bit of what happened to her while she was with him, but I'm angry. Angry en
