I don't know what you want me to fucking do or say, or I... or what the fuck, but I am sorry. And I will be sorry until the day that I die for what happened that night at your party, and for everything that happened after.
What happened was that you raped me while I was unconscious and then lied about it to everybody!
Jess, I'm not that person anymore.
I don't believe that. I don't think you do either. I don't need an apology from you. I realized I don't need a goddamn thing from ...