𝐗𝐕𝐈𝐈. “Failure is not an option.”

My throat tightens with that raw truth, because I know exactly what he means. Because, in a way, we’re in the same boat—only he’s been floating in it for thirty years, while I’ve barely just climbed aboard.

“And what about you?” he throws back, not rushed, but firm. “Did you want to be here?”

“No.” ...