LIZZIE LET out a deep breath, wiping away the tears that were falling down her cheeks. She'd never had anything, sure, she'd been hit or pushed, that's something she was given from her foster homes. But now, from Addison, she was given the complete opposite and the brunette didn't know how to act. She felt strange. Lizzie stepped back for a moment, eyeing the redhead ever so slightly. "I..." she bit her lip for a moment, trying to give herself a moment to gather her thoughts together before continuing "I have baggage, and I have worries. I've been hurt before, quite badly physically and mentally. And I'm sure, once you aren't just my foster mom you will be able to see those reports." the brunette commented softly before continuing "I still have nightmares." Lizzie spoke looking down at her hands, it was something she didn't want to admit but she knew she HAD TO.