And so it would be better if I were safe and happy, and the only way to do that is to not be here at all. Safe, happy, and here — pick only two. Is that how it goes?
[She shrugs, off to go find a sink to wash her hands, but soon enough she's back.]
This is my home. I have never had a home before, with walls and a roof and a room that is all mine. I have never been myself before, either — not just one of many, a part of a whole, but myself, all my own. I've never had someone look at me like he looks at me.
[Is this defending herself, or a confession, or an explanation? She isn't sure. Regardless, it leaves her looking for something to do with her hands, never quite looking at the Belmont outright.]
I'm here because it feels right to be. And because if I were somewhere else, I think I would wake up wishing I were here. But when I wake up here, I don't wish I were anywhere else.
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[She shrugs, off to go find a sink to wash her hands, but soon enough she's back.]
This is my home. I have never had a home before, with walls and a roof and a room that is all mine. I have never been myself before, either — not just one of many, a part of a whole, but myself, all my own. I've never had someone look at me like he looks at me.
[Is this defending herself, or a confession, or an explanation? She isn't sure. Regardless, it leaves her looking for something to do with her hands, never quite looking at the Belmont outright.]
I'm here because it feels right to be. And because if I were somewhere else, I think I would wake up wishing I were here. But when I wake up here, I don't wish I were anywhere else.