He's sweet. He really is. There aren't many other men that would go out of their way to make their daughter's girlfriend feel better about themselves like that. I wish I could believe my voice would get better, and along with everything else return to normal, but I'd be fooling myself. I know what that poison does to people, even in small doses. My voice should be the least of my worries. I should be dead. If it wasn't for Casey I'm sure I would be. I got sloppy, I let my guard down, and now I have to pay the price.
I owe her my life. That means I should be able to trust her with anything, right? I should be able to trust both of them. So, then who did it if not Casey or Darin. It has to have been Brett. Why else would she just disappear? She wouldn't have just fallen overboard, but if she jumped to get away there's no way she could have survived. Unless that's exactly what she wants us to think. What if she comes back to finish what she started? Will I be too damn drunk to notice? Is it too much to hope she realized I'm not the person she thought I was?
I love you.
I never thought I'd ever tell anyone that. Outside of my family that is. Yet here I am, completely and utterly in love with my boss's daughter. I don't know what I'd do without you. I owe my life to you. I don't know what I'd do without you. I sure as hell wouldn't be here now.
So, thanks. For being you. For caring about me. For being the first person I could trust in as long as I can remember.