[Nightblood.]

I can't say I'm okay with everything that has happened. I can't say I've forgiven you. I can't even say I trust you the way I did Before. But I am trying to accept it. I can't change it, and you seem happy. I see the way you look at him, and the way he looks at you. I hear the things he says. And then I remember how you were treated Before. I remember the backhanded comments, the insults disguised as jokes. I remember how long I tried to get you to see him the way I did, and finally you did. It wasn't because of me, and it wasn't how I wanted you to get there. But you did. And now you're with someone who makes you happy. So I'm trying to accept it. I'm trying to be okay.