Talking It Out

Dhalia POV

“Sometimes, I hate you,” I mutter.

He laughs softly. “Just ask yourself, if you thought they were using you and planning to betray you, by telling the world your demons, what would you have done?”

“I admit I would have run, locked them out,” I say, the truth settling uncomfortably in my chest. “But I wouldn’t have torn them down in public or ridiculed them.”

“But you wouldn’t have spoken to them,” he points out gently. “So how can you hate them for acting and not speaking to you? If you want my advice, go see them. Don’t give in, don’t open yourself up completely. Don’t forgive them just yet. But listen. Give them time to explain, and then tell them how you felt—tell them everything. Then decide where to go from there. At least then, if you walk away, you’ll know you’re not going to regret it.”

He smiles at me and leaves, giving me space to think. I really hate that man sometimes. We’ve talked a lot these past few days, especially after he saw the newspaper article and I en