I said no.
It was a plea that I had heard before, that I had answered before. A plea I've become more used to than I would like to be.
And it wasn't that I couldn't answer yes or even that it would have hurt me to say yes. It would not have. And I still don't want to see the reprecussions of my answer.
I could have been the knight in shining armor who made it all better--for a day. But I know better than that, know that giving in wouldn't accomplish anything in the long run, know that sometimes when you dig your own grave you have to sleep in it too.
So, I said no. It haunts me now and I don't know how it will turn out or if I made the right decision, but I said no.