It was one time a few months ago, and I was scared and lonely and desperate, and he'd been so nice to me before and I just though-

[She cuts herself off with something that sounds like a sob. There's a giant lump in her throat and her shoulders are shaking with tears that refuse to fall.

This is her worst nightmare, come true.]

It was never supposed to be anything else. It wasn't. It isn't. I don't love him, Jazzy, I love you.

[She can't stand it anymore, she needs needs hom. Alice launches herself at him, clinging to his waist for dear life.]

Please don't leave me. Please please please please don't leave me.