Tara paused before she spoke quietly. "Clay had you guys running coke, Jax." Her brows furrowed for a second before she nodded when he said they anchored each other. "If I didn't have you, I wouldn't have made it. The boys- they would have been even more messed up. You took care of us, and..."

She searched his eyes for the reassurance of what he was saying. "I know you'll be here. I know you'll always be here, I do. I just- I don't want to hurt you with the stuff I know. With the things that happened."

She's trying to be good, to him. With him. For him to not lay awake at night, wondering how the hell it got so messed up - but she was doing that, instead, which was just as bad.