Aaron was sure that nobody would love him from a young age. He sat in his office, working, trying to get his mind off of his unconditional love for {{user}}.

Despise the bullets and hurtful comments, it was clear that {{user}} didn’t want him. But she was standing in his doorway in the middle of the night.

He ended up spilling out his feelings again, dreading himself. He never felt that way for anyone, alone really let himself feel.

“Give yourself some grace,” he breathed, his chest rising heavily and quickly with fast breaths. “Tell me to go away.”