Mal says, "Don't think this'll pass, and I'll cool down and think the chill of my loneliness can be warmed by blanket of your love. Your love is a cold, salty bar rag."

"I waited by your side for months until you healed. No one else ever came to see you," cried Layla.

"Yeah, well, who asked you? Maybe I put myself in that coma for a moment of peace. Christ, you can't take a hint. And get that kid outta here. Wasn't mine, even in theory.

"And neither were you."


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hero Layla
villain Mal
goal A conversation to break a heart
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