the recovery project [2]

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preston

he crouches next to the sink, left fist clenched and pressed against his mouth. he feels the menacing push of tears at the back of his eyes as he shakes. he can't breathe.

"preston?" vivian's voice is muffled by the door. "can i come in?"

he doesn't say anything, so she she enters slowly, her eyes falling onto the sight of him. "oh my god, what happened? what's wrong?"

she kneels next to him, hands cupping his face so he can look at her. he can see the fear in her eyes, but also determination of cracking him open like an egg.

"i-i can't—"

she wraps her arms around him tightly, and he finally allows himself to crumble, to shatter apart into a billion pieces that will take him forever to retain... yet vivan just holds him and allows him to break.