People think they know me. They only know what I allow them to see. I've learned to control the narrative. I have secrets. So many, it's hard to keep them straight. I should let those secrets go, open myself to my friends. Open my heart and allow it to love. Break the grasp that the demons of my past have on me. The only man who understands me is fighting for his life. I put him there. Zeke is suffering. He wants to move forward and forget the past. Forward as in without me. Friends. That is all he offers but I want more. I can't let him go. But I can't let the past go either. When calamity strikes and wrecks the Sinners of Seattle again, Zeke and I are forced to deal with the aftershock. And I can't help but wonder if he's next. I can either stay away from him forever. Or hold onto him while we try to survive.