A:
"What the fuck. You basically pushed me out the door!"
Olivia:
"You wanted to go so I let you go"
A:
"You're pushing me away. Don't you see how destructive that is!?"
Olivia:
"I don't want you to see me at my worst. I'd rather deal with my shit alone.... What do you want from me"?
A:
"When you are having a moment, when you go down this path where you can't get out of it, I want you to grab me, hold on to me and tell me that despite you being in a mood, you still want me there with you, through it".
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