“Please, listen to me carefully when I say this: There is nothing left for us to repair. I begged you to go to couples’ therapy. I wanted to marry you, but you wanted to see other people.” “We wanted to see others.” “No, we fucking didn’t. Don’t you dare try to rewrite history. I was there. You hurt me.” “I’m sorry.” He shakes his head. “I know I messed up. But I deserve another chance to make it up to you. We were so good together.”
