Even if he wanted to, Sean doesn't know how to make her understand, not when he barely does himself. He wishes she'd just let it go, give him that much to work with, and the fact that she refuses somehow both makes him want to drive his fist through the damn wall and makes him love her that much more for it.
"I'm nae a good person, Meredith," he says helplessly, finally looking up at her with a sigh. She wants to know so bad, fine, he'll tell her, whether she buys it or not. "Ye deserve so much better, an' usually I'm okay wi' that, 'cause we fit together so well an' we're happy, but then I woke up an' I was reminded o' everythin' that I am an' that I was 'fore I met ye an' I jus'... I cannae do it anymore. I'm done."
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"I'm nae a good person, Meredith," he says helplessly, finally looking up at her with a sigh. She wants to know so bad, fine, he'll tell her, whether she buys it or not. "Ye deserve so much better, an' usually I'm okay wi' that, 'cause we fit together so well an' we're happy, but then I woke up an' I was reminded o' everythin' that I am an' that I was 'fore I met ye an' I jus'... I cannae do it anymore. I'm done."