Patty stared at him with a disappointed frown when he caught himself from letting the 'L' word slip, and she looked away with a tired sigh. He had never said it before. He suggested that he had loved her, but he had never said the three words that Patty had always wanted to hear. The ones she was starting to think she would never hear.
"I don't want to fight with you, Barry," she confessed weakly, leaning forward on her knees and lifting a hand to rub her face. "I don't know what you want to hear, I know this. Despite how you acted and treated me, I'm not an idiot, I know why you did what you did. I know why you think you should have done it, I know your intentions were... good. What do you want me to say? That it's okay?" She forced her head to turn a little so she could look at him. "It's not. It's not okay, you really, really hurt me. What you did isn't okay. Do you want me to say that I forgive you?"
Patty wet her lips and sat back up, taking a moment to think. "...I can't. Maybe in the future but it just happened for me, not even a month ago. I can't forgive you for what you did yet, not after all of the chances I tried to give you. You can't just show up on the island of no strings attached sex and tell me that you're suddenly seeing clearly, you already hurt me. I trusted you with everything I had, I trusted you with everything and you - all I wanted was to feel like you cared about me. And I'm not saying that you didn't, I just wanted to feel like you did. Purposefully making sure that I left Central City, that wasn't caring."
She stared at him with a sorrowful gaze. "What do you want me to say?"