She pushed me away thinking I didn’t know what darkness is. She yelled at me, screaming with tears in her eyes, swearing that she knew that I would see the real her and then leave. She shook my shoulders, eyes bloodshot and sweat beads on her forehead. I tried to hold her still, but she raged. Eventually she caved, and she whimpered quietly into my chest with my arms around her. She tried to push me away. But little did she know, her darkness made me want to stay.