"I wanted to tell you!" This was killing him. All he wanted to do was make this stop. He only seemed to be making it all worse. "I kept trying. I really did. But every time I even thought about saying anything to you, I knew that the timing was horrible. I mean, god Jess, you just got here. You were freaking out and I didn't know how to handle that alone. Did you really want for me to tell you that I was seeing someone else after everything that's already happened? I wanted to wait until -- I don't know, until you were more stable here."
He folded his arms over his chest and looked away from her. "I'm sorry that I didn't tell you sooner. I didn't know how. And I didn't think that I was ready. Wasn't just about you."