“I just– I was wrong about you, for a really long time. I never…” She breaks off, licking her lips slowly as she seems to weigh her words. “I never thought you were the monster that Michael complained about, but I just expected you to be… but you’re so warm, and I was so wrong about you.” Those eyes are transparent when they search Caroline’s again, apologetic. The raw honesty in Hannah’s voice plants itself firmly deep in Caroline’s chest, taking root as she whispers, “I don’t know where I would be without you.”
