והיא מסתכלת עליי ואומרת "I hate to put myself in a pathetic
position, but why do you say 'right' so fast"?
ואני, כי אני חייבת להבין עד הסוף למה היא מתכוונת, אומרת:
"למה אני אומרת 'נכון' כ"כ מהר? זה לא... זה לא ילך, את יותר
מדי בשבילי. את לא בשבילי." והיא מסתכלת לי בעיניים ואומרת
"OK" ומחייכת.
She just looks at me, smiles, and says 'OK', but I can see,
and only I can see that she's almost crying. She wants to
cry. And I hate myself for what I'm making her feel and for
what she's going through because of me. But from the other
side I'm so happy that she's finally going to get out of my
life.
Finally I would feel this fresh new air that always gets
inside of my body, but never gets out.
Finally, it's over.