"I'm not going to leave, Hadyn," Elisha said, and shrugged when Hadyn blinked over at him. "I can't pretend I know what this is like. I can't pretend I understand everything about it. But I do love you." He nearly choked on those words, not because he didn't feel them, but because it was a way of putting himself out there that he'd never done before.
"I want to try to be patient for you. I don't know if I'll be good at it. But I want to try." He raised an eyebrow, though, tipping his head. "But...you do need to think about some help. You can't carry the weight of this by yourself forever. I know that much. And as much as I love you, I can't help you that way. You know that."
Dominic, though. Dominic he could do something about, and there was a slightly calculating light in his eyes that made him, for a moment, look a little like his grandfather. The one who'd escaped Russia as a baby at the end of Stalin's reign, and built an empire with a couple of properties in New York and Chicago and the arts of intimidation and manipulation.
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"I want to try to be patient for you. I don't know if I'll be good at it. But I want to try." He raised an eyebrow, though, tipping his head. "But...you do need to think about some help. You can't carry the weight of this by yourself forever. I know that much. And as much as I love you, I can't help you that way. You know that."
Dominic, though. Dominic he could do something about, and there was a slightly calculating light in his eyes that made him, for a moment, look a little like his grandfather. The one who'd escaped Russia as a baby at the end of Stalin's reign, and built an empire with a couple of properties in New York and Chicago and the arts of intimidation and manipulation.