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PREWORD

I understand it's eating at you, Hannah's death constantly hovering in the back of your mind. You've changed so much since her passing, that it's as if you too have disappeared alongside with her. You could have done something – well all could have done something, but we've also, all have accepted that we didn't.

We're all battling our own demons, Clay. We just fight them in our own way that suits our bones. It's not that we no longer care – we're just trying to move on. Something, you – yourself – need to do.

You keep pointing your fingers at yourself, putting the blame of her death upon you. You didn't know Hannah was going to kill herself; how could you have known? You're frozen in time of the idea you could have saved Hannah. You're wilting over the fact someone lost their life underneath the tips of your fingers; but there's so much more to you.

You may not have been able to save Hannah Baker, but Clay, truth be known, you did save someone that night – and that person was me. I just wish you knew it. I guess now you do sort of do, huh?

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For You I Will • Clay JensenWhere stories live. Discover now