"I know you mean well, but… when it comes to the new faces, let the girls decide," I said. "Some people want to run away, and some people want to face it head-on, no matter how hard it is."
It wasn't because I was naive. It was just that this whole thing felt wrong to me. It made me feel like they shouldn't be the ones paying the price for what happened.
"I know. That's why I won't force them to do it," Lando said. "But if they want to… I will help them. I'm sorry if you feel like I'm crossing the line here."
"No, I—I'm not angry with you, and I know that you've already done so many good things for them," I quickly explained, not wanting him to feel too guilty.
I took a deep breath and spoke to him more gently. "Husband… you've already done more than enough."
"You don't have to worry. I know you're not angry," Lando said. He took my hand and, to my surprise, kissed it. "But it's okay to disagree with me. I still want to hear what you think."
