“I do love you. I will. I still—I can’t just stop being scared. When Will came into your life and I was already in a bad place, I treated you like shit, and you used everything you knew to hurt me. I’m sitting here and feeling more and more like if I don’t approach this without misgivings that you’re going to take it out on me again.” He drags in a slow breath. “I’m scared for you, I’m scared for me, and I’m trying to be honest about that.”