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✦ —- evan kept his gaze down on his shoe, fingers picking at the material nervously. he shook his head.  ❝ i’m not– it’s not about needing a BOOST to do it or anything ‘c-cause i did and– ❞  a lump began to form in his throat as he shied away from her touch.  ❝ i did, mom… and y-you’d HATE me if you knew b-but that day i couldn’t– ❞

light air tinted with concern seemed to now close in on her. did evan really think that she could ever hate him ? her hand firmly rested against her son’s cheek, guiding him to look at her. ❝—- evan, i could never hate you. no matter what. ❞