"I trust you, Anon. I trust you so much. I... you've been so patient. So loving. So... willing to care. I really, really want us to work. I want Dinky to have someone reliable, like you, in her life. Is it really okay if we're not... normal? If we're taking it slow? Is it enough for you?" She mutters into my neck; I can feel her tears wet my skin. "I... I don't want you to leave, because you aren't getting what you want."