Susan/Lea
I don't even know, Lea. I'm not there yet. To some people this is like reliving the past, but for me, I'm trying to process it all and figure out if I can change it. But I know I can't. I know I won't remember any if this if and when I get sent back, and I'll have to live it all over again, for real this time. What good is knowing about it if it won't prepare me for it later?
I don't hate you. I can't hate you when you're his best friend. You had to do what you had to do.