*Molly*
I feel bad telling Seth that I have felt so alone, but I have. There are so many people in and out of this house, but it’s not the same.
He wraps me in a towel and pulls me to the bed. I can see how bad he feels and look away, not wanting to look him in the eyes. I didn’t mean to make him feel bad.
He pulls the towel from me and gently dries me off, moving to dry my hair as well. “I’m sorry,” he says softly, resting his forehead on mine. “I was so focused on making sure that you heal that I wasn’t listening to what you were telling me you needed. I’m sorry.”
I nod against him slightly. I know he didn’t mean to, and I know that he was just making sure that I would heal.
“I’m alright, really,” I whisper.
“I know, Love,” he says, leaning in to kiss me. “You’ve been tell
