I had fallen too far. I was in love with Rush Finlay.
Please. Forgive me. One more chance, Blaire. I want this. I want you.
Sleeping on it didn't make accepting it any easier. It seemed like a really bad dream.
Identifying pain in others was easy for me. I was drawn to it in some strange perverse way.
The few moments of heaven were not worth the hell he put me through when he was done.