Chapter 133 Stillness

• Tyrone shook his head in shock as my eyes shot open. He lifted himself off the wall and walked a few steps away from me; his blonde hair fluttered in all directions. When I could breathe again, I tried to inflate my lungs with air, but it didn't stop my chest constricting.
• "Just put yourself in my shoes and tell me you wouldn't question your motives right now. I mean, therapy is going well, and I'm coping, and you're helping me get through the hardest stuff ever, but when you do things like this, Seraphina, it honestly feels like you're forcing me to take a step backwards. I'm progressing. I'm doing well for the first time in two years. And then you go and do shit like this, and I don't understand why you would want to hold me back like this. It doesn't make any sense."
• I finally lost my temper at Tyrone when he started acting as I told the whole school about his most embarrassing moment: the time he bleached his jeans. "I'm holding you back? Me? Jesus Tyrone, can you hear yourself right now?" I said.