Yeah, why the hell was she lecturing him? As much as he was trying to keep his temper in check (she was partially right after all, and he knew it), Luke was definitely not appreciating the guilt trip. "Don't." He told her sternly. "Don't you try to make this into a 'my life is worse than yours' contest. Look, I'm really sorry about your mom and I know it sucks but don't go invoking her situation as a way to blame me for a mistake I made in the past. I told you. I know it was stupid and selfish of me, but I was fucking depressed, okay? Life was spiraling out of control and I didn't know what else to do. It was kind of hard to count my blessings."
His jaw set a little, his muscles tightening. "And what do you want from me anyway, Janey? First you tell me that sorry's not good enough and then you tell me that you were worried about me when I left? Which is it? Do you forgive me or not?"