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âThen tell me, what is so bad that makes you think I canât love you unconditionally?â Astrid wondered. If there was even a slight chance she could prove to him that she was there for him, for whatever, she wanted to take it. Whether he believed it was unconditional love or not.Â
A humorless laugh left his lips at the question. He never had told anyone what he had gone through. There was so much shame that came with it, but with Astrid there was an added layer to it all. He didnât want to be the one to tell her and hurt her. Whether or not she was still close to their brother, it would hurt her all the same. âTrust me. You donât want to know.â













