“I used to watch you sleep sometimes. (…) But it was when I watched you that I couldn’t believe what was happening. I kept thinking that there was a seventeen-year-old boy in my bed. That I had touched him, fucked him, and wanted to be with him, and just how absurd and downright illegal that all was. I considered so many times just telling you to never come back, because the thought of what was going on scared me so fucking much. (…)”

“What made you change your mind?”

“You woke up.”