Chapter Twelve Page 16
Bianca: I . . . I can see where you’re coming from. I do! It’s . . . It’s been less than three years since my father died. And it doesn’t stop hurting. I know. I think about him every day.
So I understand why you’re doing this! And maybe . . .
Maybe you have a point. I keep messing up as a Master anyway. I don’t live up to half the things I talk about.
M-maybe I don’t deserve to be . . .