"I wasn't exactly planning on it." Which was another infuriating thing. Hartley swallowed as if that could alleviate the pressure that was building. Scar tissue, some barely healed, too sensitive ears and at the same time that reminder of needing fixing. His parents had pulled a number on him, he knew that, even years later, but that didn't entirely feel how he'd always feel in his heart of hearts. "Anyway, I can handle it."
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