"... Fine." She bites her lip, then pulls away from him. "Fine. I hate you. I can never forgive you for this. In fact? You disgust me. Is that what you want to hear, Monty? Did you come here tonight so that you could convince me that you're a horrible person? That I deserve anyone but you? Because if that's the case, then I truly am sorry to disappoint." She crosses her arms after brushing away her tears, taking a moment to breathe.
"People come into the Deck every day with secrets and- it's like starting a new life, here. You know that. You have to know that. I- I would've never known about you. And if I had never known, and you had never been anything other than- than a gentleman towards me, I would've never guessed. Who are you friends with? Who are you loyal to in your Suit? Do you really know what or who they were before the Deck? You can't know with Outsiders, Monty, you can never know!" Her sigh is angry, and now she's making eye contact, her glare sharp.
"So are you expecting all of us- are you expecting me to go around and never- never try for relationships or anything like that for fear of what people might have been before? Who knows, Monty? Who knows what my brother had done for those four years before he came back to the Deck? Who knows what he'll do now that he's left for the summer festivals? No one knows. Just..." She pauses, then blurts out- "If I'm not going to be the bullied, broken girl anymore, why do you have to be the murderer?"
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"People come into the Deck every day with secrets and- it's like starting a new life, here. You know that. You have to know that. I- I would've never known about you. And if I had never known, and you had never been anything other than- than a gentleman towards me, I would've never guessed. Who are you friends with? Who are you loyal to in your Suit? Do you really know what or who they were before the Deck? You can't know with Outsiders, Monty, you can never know!" Her sigh is angry, and now she's making eye contact, her glare sharp.
"So are you expecting all of us- are you expecting me to go around and never- never try for relationships or anything like that for fear of what people might have been before? Who knows, Monty? Who knows what my brother had done for those four years before he came back to the Deck? Who knows what he'll do now that he's left for the summer festivals? No one knows. Just..." She pauses, then blurts out- "If I'm not going to be the bullied, broken girl anymore, why do you have to be the murderer?"