"I'll hurt you.
I already am.
You deserve better - " "Shut up, Gideon."
I climbed him and wrapped my legs around his waist, holding on.
"Cary told me how you looked ."
He began to shake violently.
"You don't see what I'm doing to you.
I'm breaking you, Eva - " "That's not true."
He sank to his knees on the floor, clasping me tightly.
"I've trapped you in this.
You don't see it now, but you knew from the beginning - You knew what I would do to you, but I wouldn't let you run."
"I'm not running anymore.
You've made me stronger.
You gave me a reason to try harder."
"God."
His eyes were haunted.
He sat, stretching his legs out, pulling me closer.
"We're so f**ked up, and I've handled everything all wrong.
We're going to kill each other with this.
We'll tear each other apart until there's nothing left."
"Shut up.
I don't want to hear any more of that shit.
Did you go to Dr.
Petersen?" His head fell back against the wall and his eyes closed.
"Yes, damn it."
"Did you tell him about last night?" "Yes."
His jaw clenched.
"And he said the same thing he started on last week.
That we're in too deep.
We're drowning each other.