[Ow. That really did sting, and he couldn't help but bite back.]

You make it sound like I want to. That I'm perfectly happy to live that life. That I didn't feel so disgusted, so much betrayal at what I had done, that I couldn't even look at myself next morning. You make it sound like I felt smug or like I was doing it for fun. When all I felt, even before you found out, was crushing, crushing shame.

So I don't know, but don't make it sound like I... like I have a fucking choice.