"What else do I need to know? What's so special about her? I've never asked you for anything, Jason, how can you say I'm trying to call it a debt?! All I do is try to make you happy, that's all I ever want!"

Her knees give out under her and she kneels, burying her face in her hands because the hurt is starting to outweigh the anger, and she can feel acid high in her throat, burning the tissue and making her want to retch onto the carpet.