Familiarity breeds contempt is how the expression goes and that was my truth. Everyone had expectations of who they thought I was or who they wanted me to be and when I failed to deliver, that disappointment, that disdain surfaced. It didn’t really matter what I did or who I was or how hard I tried, I was always going to let them down. I’d never be good enough or loved for me¸ just as I was. I knew that. So that’s why I freaked out with Kane deep inside me, his expression tender. He had looked at me like I was… something. Like I could matter to him. He’d called me some stupid term of endearment that as I backed Chloe’s car out of the parking spot at his apartment building I couldn’t even remember. I just knew he’d said it and it had made me wish it were real. That was a luxury I could not afford. I couldn’t start wanting things that would never be mine. When I was six, I’d hidden in the front coat closet to play and I heard my parents talking.
