“My mom trusted you. And now I understand why.”
“Don’t make this harder than it needs to be, Mark.”
Daniel covered his mouth.
Then he bent forward with one hand against the wall while the tears came.
Maya walked over and hugged him.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered.
She nodded against his shoulder.
“You were a jerk when we came in.”
“I’m sorry,”
A broken laugh escaped him.
Evan wiped his cheek.
“Was it the eyeliner?”
Daniel laughed again, harder this time.
“No.”
“Good. It took me twenty minutes.”
A broken laugh escaped him.
Maya rolled her eyes.
I stood there watching them, and something inside me finally unclenched.
Daniel couldn’t change the years he’d spent avoiding the truth. But tonight, he’d finally stopped avoiding it.
