you could love me if i knew how to lie

He stopped and looked back at her, his emotions just as raw and his convictions as strong. He was certain that he had caused the deaths of his mother and father, as well as that of his real aunt. She worried more for the boy as he confessed to seeing the ghosts of his loved ones. Twig wasn’t sure if she had an answer. She wished she did, like she wished his parents were here to tell him it was going to be alright.

”I won't die. Not for a long time.” She assured him, feeling again the need to wrap him up in her arms and tell him that everything was going to be okay. ”Ghosts aren’t real, Beat.” She tried to assure him while backing away from the entrance of the makeshift den. ”Your mind is too tired and is playing tricks on you. Your parents, Shaye.. they all loved you dearly. They wouldn’t hurt you even if there was a curse.” She tried to explain and hope he didn’t see it for her grasping at straws like she felt she was.