“When I woke up this morning she was gone, and how can we be surprised? I was paying her to be here. It was never real to her. You let her go like you didn’t care about her.” “You’re wrong. It was real,” he yells back. “Oh bullshit, Nash. You practically pushed her into my arms, and you knew exactly what was going to happen between us. You just love having something to hate me for.”
