"No, I know," Lee says, realizing that maybe he should have kept his frakking mouth shut. Every time he thinks that he might be able to start to smooth this over, to move to a place where maybe the two of them can start to work together on this, it seems like he ends up putting his foot in his mouth instead.
"Neither of us chose this; it's not your fault, and don't for a second think that I blame you for it," he goes on to say, "And when I say I don't know what I want, I mean... well, other than us, I don't know."
If there's one thing that's remained constant here, even when Lee'd left the night before and gone to Kara's when he didn't know what else to do, it's that the last thing he's wanted is for any of this to come between himself and Molly. As much of a mess as this is, nothing's changed the way he feels about her.
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"Neither of us chose this; it's not your fault, and don't for a second think that I blame you for it," he goes on to say, "And when I say I don't know what I want, I mean... well, other than us, I don't know."
If there's one thing that's remained constant here, even when Lee'd left the night before and gone to Kara's when he didn't know what else to do, it's that the last thing he's wanted is for any of this to come between himself and Molly. As much of a mess as this is, nothing's changed the way he feels about her.