All credit for the script and allowed usage goes to this bae.
Rose: Realize.
It’s funny. She was, in all honesty, the only person who genuinely understood. She knew me, since I was a baby. Every part of me. Which is, I suppose, why she was able to inspire such resentment between us. But still. She never once made me feel — wrong, or broken, or unwanted. Just bitter. Because she knew, even before I did, and I believe that perhaps, I interpreted that as her having some form of control over me. I had no control over me. So, naturally, I couldn’t let anyone else have it either. But now, I think, I’m actually…glad. To have the opportunity…to really —understand — her. The way she always understood me. Now, I think, I actually have the chance to give back to her. Now, I might even have the chance to love her.