Lydia returns eye contact, parts her lips but hesitates to speak. Finally, it just gushes out.
Lydia: “I’m in love with you, ok? I know you know it, and I know it’s mutual. I just don’t know what to do with it.”
She lowers her eyes again, taking her hand back and beginning to fidget with her fingers.
“What if I hurt you? I haven’t always been a good girlfriend, you know. I’ve…done the wrong things with partners in the past.”
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