"I don't want people to look down on me, so I always try to be perfect. But no one can be perfect... I just didn't want you to see this silly side of me.
"Am I stupid?"
Gilbert sighed.
He gently tapped her nose, his heart filled with guilt and tenderness.
"You're right about one thing. I've helped you a lot materially. But I never tried to think about how you felt. I never noticed your fear.
"I've been a terrible friend.
"I made you feel this way. Your hands are still shaking. Are you still scared?"
"I'm okay, I can take care of myself. I'm just... a little tired. A little..."
She was clearly exhausted from dragging a full-grown man through the freezing water.
"I'm so sorry I ever doubted you," Gilbert said quickly. "Don't get me wrong—I wasn't doubting you, not really..."
He panicked when he saw tears in her eyes.
It was all Sherry's fault, filling his head with lies. So what if Julia could swim? Anyone could panic in a situation like that.
She was already fragile, and the water was freezing.
Julia wrapped her arms around Gilbert and pressed herself close to him.
"I'm sorry, I'm so messy. You won't hate me, will you? You won't think your perfect girl is just... normal?
"I tell little lies sometimes."
Gilbert tensed up. The familiar scent surrounded him.
It reminded him of the Julia he'd known years ago.
Of course she wasn't perfect. No one was.
He'd just put her on such a high pedestal that he thought she could do anything.
"I'm sorry. This is all my fault," he said, patting her back. "I'll fix things with Sherry. I won't let anyone hurt you."
Julia was fuming inside. That bitch was still coming back?
But... fine.
"But she has Mr. Harrison behind her. If he protects her...


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