You never told a single motherfucker walking this planet what went down here. Wasn't the business of nobody but you, him and God. She wasn't your mother or your girlfriend or even your motherfucking friend. Maybe if you told her, though, maybe she'd leave. You know you'd walk away from it if you could.

She thought they were all working to escape this hellish game. He makes her wonder if she's been thinking wrong.

Painful family legacies, when they heal, do not heal quickly.