"You don't love me anymore, Ford. You love him and you always have. It's clear." She said, exasperated and still sick.

"But you know what really gets me? I waited for you, Ford! Every fuckin' day I waited. Six months I waited and waited and hoped for somethin' - anythin' - to let me know you were okay and you were comin' back to me. I stayed true all that time - except for once. I kissed a guy - a really dorky, sweet, amazin' guy - because I thought I had a chance and I thought you were gone. Even then I hoped and prayed in the back of my mind that you'd come back and forgive me."