[She is only hearing parts of this conversation. The words he's trying to use to lessen the blow are going in one ear and right out the other. There's really no way to avoid the utter hurt and heartbreak that's clearly etched into her features now.
Do you still think she's beautiful, Josh?
How much does it hurt you to see her like this?
Did you ever actually care at all?
You were lying. Must have been lying.
The look in her eyes has started shifting. It moves from such shock to something a little darker. She swallows the lump in her throat and the anger just keeps compiling. This look, this is something close to hatred. This is the awful, sinister look that many of her patients end up seeing.
Only this is just a step further than that. The look in her eyes has grown cold and yet volitile, dangerous like a wildfire. This is not the girl he's used to. Are you afraid yet, Josh?
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Do you still think she's beautiful, Josh?
How much does it hurt you to see her like this?
Did you ever actually care at all?
You were lying. Must have been lying.
The look in her eyes has started shifting. It moves from such shock to something a little darker. She swallows the lump in her throat and the anger just keeps compiling. This look, this is something close to hatred. This is the awful, sinister look that many of her patients end up seeing.
Only this is just a step further than that. The look in her eyes has grown cold and yet volitile, dangerous like a wildfire. This is not the girl he's used to. Are you afraid yet, Josh?
Because you damn well should be.]
I can't.
[And then she cuts off the feed.]