Chapter 39

BASH Trinity shakes her head. And that's when tears roll down her cheeks. Jesus Christ. "Don't cry, please?" I beg as I wipe her tears. "Am I always like this? I always ended up broken. I never get what I wanted." She pauses, sniffs, and plays with her fingers while looking down at her hands on her lap. Shit. She's killing me. "I never get your attention since we were kids. I always wanted to draw and paint, but when you left, I stopped because I thought, what was the point when my only inspiration was gone too? I also wanted to prove to myself that I could solve numbers without your help." I stand still at what she's revealing in front of me. "Now, it's too late, and I'm never going to have you." She finishes with a shrug. "You know what I felt when I called you, and you're nowhere to be found? I thought my world had stopped, and I couldn't function. I felt the world fall apart. I lost my strength like I lost everything, and you are my strength, Trinity." I pause, breathing deeply.