“I feel nothing but failure. This is the one thing I promised myself I’d get right. I’d let them be kids by protecting their hearts from pain. I’ve failed. 

I watch them and think, ‘We were there. We were inside love, being real, together—and I just pushed us all out, back into our little rooms, back into our own scared, safe, alone selves.’ Double failure.

Their hearts are broken…The ache of the moment becomes too much to bear. I have to get us out of this.”