"Why don't you let me decide what I want and need instead of deciding for me?" Jean asked, narrowing her eyes at him a little.
"I really don't care about all that. You did what you needed to do to survive. It's what we all do. If Charles hadn't found me when I was little, God only knows what I would be doing on the streets to survive. Would you hold that against me? Would you judge me for that?"
Jean sighed and looked at him, voice softer. "Just tell me you don't feel the same way and I'll understand. You don't have to give me platitudes about how I'm some prize."
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"Why don't you let me decide what I want and need instead of deciding for me?" Jean asked, narrowing her eyes at him a little.
"I really don't care about all that. You did what you needed to do to survive. It's what we all do. If Charles hadn't found me when I was little, God only knows what I would be doing on the streets to survive. Would you hold that against me? Would you judge me for that?"
Jean sighed and looked at him, voice softer. "Just tell me you don't feel the same way and I'll understand. You don't have to give me platitudes about how I'm some prize."