(controlled emotion) I have feelings for you, too. I can’t push them away when I’m with her. She’s not like you. She doesn’t ask me about the things that make me feel happy and alive. But, I’m not sure whether this is real. Maybe, I’m – you know, being a little crazy here. I’m just so – so confused.

(being open and honest) I want to leave her, but I can’t…. The baby, you see. It was supposed to be everything for us… But I can see now… It was never about us. It was always about her.