"So...all of this happened when she broke up with you?"
I looked at you after, scared that you'd hate me for all of the mistakes I've made. Scared that you'd leave too. I nodded slowly while tears started to flow down my burning cheeks.
"Does this change anything?"
You looked at me and smiled as you said, *"Why would it?"
"Because I've done terrible things, and it's easy to let all of this information make you look at me differently. I would understand if you did, but I just hope you don't."
*"Rachel, I see all of you. I don't want you to be afraid to show me who you were, who you are, and who you are becoming. You're not that same girl, and I can see that. Nothing has changed, I still like you. Nothing you can say will change that fact."