damaged like us moments + friendships/family | maximoff hale and charlie keating cobalt
“Are you really sitting there and blaming me for your own lack of empathy?” I say, dumbfounded.
“I’m making an observation,” he says. “And second, I do care. It’s why I’m here. You just can’t fathom a scenario where someone else cares more about this family than you.” He rolls forward to the edge of the table. “The world believes you have no ego, but you’ve done a bang-up job of choking it down. I’m not even sure you know it’s in there.” He waves a finger towards my body, my stomach. “Slowly but surely engorging.”