The thing about me you never got, or never wanted to see, honey, is that I always win. You asked for this outcome: after all, you should've known you could never measure up, not in a million years.

And what you've got that you might think you won down the line, you've got because I gave it up.

Once, you said it was pretty sad that what she thought she had wasn't real after all, and now I would have to add that even I had no idea how fake it really was and how much of it I owned - how much of it was mine if I just dared to ask.

But look, nothing's shattered yet and barely anyone has been hurt.