She slides her eyes shut to fight back the sting.

'I don't regret lovin' you.'

Don't gotta understand it. Just have to accept it.

She nods, clenching her jaw. When she thinks she has control over herself again, she blinks her eyes open to see the white of her knuckles.

"I know," she quavers. "I just. I just..."


She can't finish.

(She doesn't know what to say, anyway.)