Why I Ran

“That’s why I ran,” Benjamin admitted, his eyes brimming. “Not because I wanted to hide from you, but because I couldn’t risk her seeing me and it confusing her. She already lives with so much disorientation. To frighten her again would have been cruel.” His gaze dropped toward the ground, heavy with sorrow. “Do you understand now? Do you see why I had no choice but to keep my distance, no matter the cost?”
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