"Yes, I mean, no, I mean..." I trailed off before taking a deep breath. "Yes, Bly pushed me, but that wasn't for her. I wanted to apologize anyway, if I was given the chance. Bly just pushed me to stop throwing a pity-party and put you guys first. I'm apologizing because you guys deserve to hear it. Even if you don't believe me. Even if you don't forgive me. You deserve to hear it. And I do mean it. I really, truly am so terribly sorry. I feel fu.cking sick with myself every single day."
"As you should!" He cut in sharply, and I nodded in agreement.
"I don't deserve this chance with all of you, but I'm very grateful I have it," I told him. "The least I can do is tell all of you how fu.cking sorry I am."
"I'm still pi.ssed at you," he stated.
"Fair."
"I fu.cking hate you."
"Okay..."
