"I don't want a new path," she says so softly she's not even sure he can hear it and the fucking tears she's been fighting are hot on her cheeks. "I liked who I was." Finally.

"I want this with you at home, where we're both who we're supposed to be." It's a huge admission but all her walls and filters are down now. Once she starts, she can't stop usually. "I'm a disaster for you either way. But at home at least...at least I'm not a complete wreck too."