Do you have any idea how much it hurts to be thought of as the same girl I was more than a decade ago? I am not that person, I haven't been that person for a very long time. Stop judging me, and him, by what you knew then. Things change, Anakin. People change. I'm not a teenager any more, I am an adult.
Also, I dread to think how it must make Elena feel, knowing you're still clinging on to some long gone version of your ex, to the point you won't even speak to your brother.
As if a term so simple could define something so complicated. He understands me, and I him. Also, he's actually my age.