Sage was right, she had a point; and Tess couldn’t take it all from her shoulders even if she wanted to. But hopefully her sister would not keep holding onto it all alone – not if she ended up like this from trying to keep it to herself.
And it was as much as his fault as it was hers, so it seemed grossly unfair that Sage should have to suffer a hundred times more through it. “Well, I wish you’d let me handle him then,” she muttered, only half-joking. For one, she didn’t know who he was – didn’t even know how Sage had met him, or how long their thing had been going on, or how Sage felt about it. For two, she didn’t think Sage had even told him what was going on now – and maybe that was safer, after all. Best, Tess thought, that he left Sage alone, and didn’t make things any more complicated than it already was.
“But I believe in you. I know you’re going to be okay.”
Still, she would have liked to force him to deal with at least some of the fallout for his fuckup.
And it was as much as his fault as it was hers, so it seemed grossly unfair that Sage should have to suffer a hundred times more through it. “Well, I wish you’d let me handle him then,” she muttered, only half-joking. For one, she didn’t know who he was – didn’t even know how Sage had met him, or how long their thing had been going on, or how Sage felt about it. For two, she didn’t think Sage had even told him what was going on now – and maybe that was safer, after all. Best, Tess thought, that he left Sage alone, and didn’t make things any more complicated than it already was.
“But I believe in you. I know you’re going to be okay.”
Still, she would have liked to force him to deal with at least some of the fallout for his fuckup.
