When Leo is nearby, everything is easier to bear. His kisses and kind words are medicine for my broken heart.
And I'm not scared of the truth anymore. I'm ready to hear what's left to say. Dad wanted to explain other things, yet I couldn't listen anymore.
Leo took me away before I could start crying neurotically or, worse, shout like a madwoman.
Leo saved my face, this time. And then, he distracted me from everything else.
We could spend the whole day in bed if only the city wasn't surrounded by hunters.
I could listen to my father's story, calm and open-minded, if the city wasn't surrounded by hunters.
Yet, here we are. And they'll soon make a move.
They'll get tired of standing out of the city just like that.
There's something urgent going on, so I don't have time for other thoughts at the moment. Nor to accept that I've always been different.
