“The love of my life just decided that I was worth fucking nothing.”
FUCK.
Robert’s not the person to turn to when in need of emotional support. He takes a logical approach to issues which require a more delicate touch; a disconnected apology, a compliment, a hug.
He can’t understand how she could think of a grade-a asshole as ‘the love of her life.’
“Then there was an error in judgment,” he says. “On both ends.”


















