"...I was home schooled... until... my parents died... when I was 12. After that... I stopped going to school." I struggle to not cry as I talk to Ceph.
"... What part of 'don't cry alone' don't you understand..?" I smile weakly.
I follow Mark once again. "Gotcha.." I pull him into a tight embrace. "I'm not letting you go.." I murmur, "... even if you're going to hate me for this..."