"Sorry," she said without sounding sorry in the slightest. "I guess I don't know how it works." Megan started gathering up her things without looking at Stan. "I'm not going to tell my sister. I don't wamt her to come after you again." Okay, a part of her did, but Megan wouldn't do that. "I wish I knew what to say. I can't say I understand because I don't. And I can't say I forgive you because I don't." But she hadn't told him to fuck off yet and that was something.
"I know I'm nothing special, but I thought you really knew me. And I guess I was wrong."