Nathan hugged me close, close and tight. Nathan kissed my forehead. Nathan kissed the top of my nose.
"I know you're scared. I got your back, hush hush," the more I cried, the tighter he held.

I wish this wasn't true. I wish it was only a dream. That I didn't just get myself harassed, sexually, by my own cousin.

I cried, on Nathan shoulder. I didn't know what else to do.

But Nate did. He always did.