The page is dominated by a large image of Lucia and Ilse facing each other while Lucia speaks.
LUCIA: I think... Love isn't easy. Don't let anybody tell you it's easy. Especially not when the time comes the part with someone you've spent this much of your life with. And to tell yourself that you're not emotionally invested – that is easy. But the fact that it upsets you this much shows that you care. I don't think you're lying at all... I think you're trying to shield yourself. I'm not ashamed or afraid to say that I love you, Ilse, and I'm sad that you've closed that door for yourself.
Ilse sits and thinks, holding zir cup.
ILSE (speaking in text that looks mechanical): Well...
ILSE (thinking, in red text that looks handwritten): Well, that's a pretty nice theory except for the fact that it's complete and utter bullshit. Maybe if you were such a goddamned good friend you would have trusted me to know what I was talking about instead of pushing your own reality on mine. Maybe you would been listening to me this whole time.
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