#Chapter112
/"I'm sorry./"
/"Don't be sorry, Ronan. Be better. You know the best version of yourself, and we do not settle for second best, you hear me?/"
Which was motivational, sure, but considering he felt like shit and flanked near last pace, nowhere near the winning contestants, the words didn't pack too much of a punch.
/"I'm scared./"
/"I know. And I ain't? Whatever Jackson has to say, it affects you. Which effects me. But I'm all in, babes, so whatever comes, we face it. Together. And you gotta get with that, because I can't help you if you keep pushing me away. And If I can't help you, then we ain't gonna make it./"
/"Are you breaking up with me?/"
Wow. Maybe he should make a book: how to lose two men in thirty days, by the walking tragedy.
/"Fuck no. Far from it. I'm trying to get my concerns across. I need you to say, 'okay, Raven, I hear you. I understand what you're saying. I'm listening'./"
/"I am./"
