She knows it was overdramatic and avoidant, and Nathan just says her name. Calling her on it.
It should help. It would have before. That goading steadiness. It doesn't. It just hurts and she snaps back, direct to his face this time. "I'm serious."
This isn't a game. It's never been a game, but especially now. With all that's happened. "How am I supposed to know right from wrong, if I don't even know who the hell I am anymore?"
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Date: 2018-06-28 03:22 am (UTC)and Nathan just says her name. Calling her on it.
It should help. It would have before. That goading steadiness. It doesn't.
It just hurts and she snaps back, direct to his face this time. "I'm serious."
This isn't a game. It's never been a game, but especially now. With all that's happened.
"How am I supposed to know right from wrong, if I don't even know who the hell I am anymore?"