Brett opens up.

Brett stared straight ahead, his profile turned rigid and Daisy pulled her hand out from under him and twisted the other way, giving him her back while she looked out the window, his silence killing her.

"If I lose you, Daisy," he said hoarsely, "I have nothing. Everything I’ve done is so that I don’t lose you."

"Speaking in riddles won't cut this Brett. I need more." She rested her forehead against the glass. "If I can’t have you on the outside, I need to have you on the inside, but you’ve never let me in."

They drove in silence, crawling along through the morning traffic.

"After my parents died," he said softly, "I had a hard time dealing with the changes. I was always their center of attention, their world literally. Before I could grasp the whole situation, my Aunt moved into the house with her then boyfriend who later became her husband."

"Manuel."

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