“Y’… Y’ know I can’t stay. But we can run away, t’ gether… Things’ll be better. I promise.”
❝ And how many times are ya gonna keep sayin’ that? ❞
❝ When will things be better? – Hardly. You say this – you say tha’… things can’t be better, Luke, no matter what we do – they don’t turn out better; but w o r s e! ❞
[tears threaten to swell in her irises.]
❝ … I stay with you ‘cause I believe in you… I love you; but sometimes I jus’ wish you r e a l i s e these things! ❞
