Summer: Please answer. Summer: I guess he told you. Summer: I NEVER meant to sleep with him, Rory. You have to believe me. Summer: And I knew he loved you so much. Please, please forgive me. Summer: Omg, stop! You were going to break up with him, anyway. You told me so a million times. In my mind, you weren’t even, like, fully together. It was always Mal you wanted. Pick up.
