❝In which two people call up a helpline in order to find someone just as broken as they are. ❞
"Does...does it bother you that my dad's in prison for murder?"
"Well, judging by the fact that I moved away from America to get away from the memory of a...
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"You know, Isabella, I've been considering returning home."
"Really? What changed your mind?"
"As much as I would like to say it was, it wasn't your inspiring speech."
"Well...what was it then?"
"It's actually a really dumb reason."
"It can't be that bad. I...I mean it's gotta be a pretty big thing if it's making you question why you ran away."
"I...it's something I left behind."
"Besides your family?"
"I...it's really dumb and I...damn. I just can't believe I forgot to bring it with me. I mean, what the hell was I thinking? I've taken it everywhere with me for the past six years and then I just forget to bring it when I make one of the worst decisions I've ever made? I...I...Goddamn - I'm so not with it. What...what in the hell was I thinking? I...that's my prized possession and I...I just left it behind. What kind of person does that make me? I...if I can leave behind my prized possession then what's stopping me from leaving everything? Why...why the hell did I leave?"
"Elliot..."
"I shouldn't have left them. Oh God, I shouldn't have left them. I'm so damn selfish, leaving them to deal with **** on their own. I...I, Noah will need to sort out what he's gonna do and...and mum- oh god mum. How did I...I've got to go back. I've got to go back."
