"“Maybe that’s the problem,” she tells him, low and even, monotone, letting the words spill, not letting herself feel them. “You—did everything you could think of, to get me, to keep me. You did so much work.” Stiles stares at her, barely even blinking. “It isn’t always so much work,” she says. “Trying to get someone to say yes. Getting me to—say yes.”“I wouldn’t know,” Stiles tells her, bitter and self-pitying. Lydia rolls her eyes.“You will,” she says “You’re—not a bad guy, Stiles, someday"
I am so reluctant to talk about this story! I think this quote sums up what I was going for pretty nicely, though.













