Richard: Liliana, I trusted you. I thought you cared for me.
Liliana: Maybe I did. Maybe that's why I was doing it the easy way. Now we do it the hard way... Now I must skin you alive to have your gift.
“Zelda, I…” he trails off, not exactly sure where he’s going with this.
She waits for him to continue, a question in her eyes. She is everything he’s ever wanted for years—lovely, brilliant, passionate, wrapped in a puffy blue coat. This one, ridiculous weekend has given him a taste of what it could be like to be together and he doesn’t think he will ever recover. He huffs out a breath as he tries to gather his thoughts.
“I—I don’t want this to be pretend. Everything that I did this weekend, it was real, all of it. Or I wanted it to be.” He gulps. “I want to be your boyfriend. I’m crazy about you. Like totally stupid. And I know we’ve been friends for years and I don’t want to ruin what we have but—” He cuts himself off and runs an exasperated hand through his hair.
She waits for him to continue, a question in her eyes. She is everything he’s ever wanted for years—lovely, brilliant, passionate, wrapped in a puffy blue coat. This one, ridiculous weekend has given him a taste of what it could be like to be together and he doesn’t think he will ever recover. He huffs out a breath as he tries to gather his thoughts.
“I—I don’t want this to be pretend. Everything that I did this weekend, it was real, all of it. Or I wanted it to be.” He gulps. “I want to be your boyfriend. I’m crazy about you. Like totally stupid. And I know we’ve been friends for years and I don’t want to ruin what we have but—” He cuts himself off and runs an exasperated hand through his hair.
