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"he doesn't trust me." it hurt to say it, more than just to think it. it burned at the back of his eyes, at the back of his throat, deep in his soul. "i tried so hard, but he never gave a shit. i was just a caretaker, nothing else." 
          
          "isn't that a bit harsh?"
          
          "he doesn't trust me," he repeated forcefully.
          "i tried to be everything he needed. i wanted to make this whole twisted situation right. i didn't ask for anything in return. i visited him every day, made sure he was alright, tried to distract him, tried to pull him out of his own head when things took a downturn, wanted to stop him hurting and comfort him when he was upset. those moments were precious to me. i thought they meant something. i thought he'd opened the gates and let me in. but he didn't feel fit to tell me. "