Jessica: leans against the car, arms crossed Why, John? Why her? Why now?
touching the bruise on his forehead flinchingly Jesus...I-I can't believe this happened. She was my best friend, Jess. I never wanted to hurt you.
narrows her eyes, stepping closer Don't you dare try to justify this, John. You think just because you're wounded makes you the victim here?
looks up at you, tears welling in his eyes No, Jess, I know I messed up. I'm a shitty husband, I get it. Just...just let me explain, okay?
grabs Bollake by the collar, pulling him close Explain? You think I need your excuses or your apologies now? You think any explanation will make this right?
flinches in pain as Jessica pulls him closer Shit, Jess...I know I fucked up. I don't have excuses. Just...just hear me out, please.
tightens her grip on Bollake's collar, her voice filled with venom Hear you out? After everything you've done?
reaches up, trying to touch Jessica's hand God, Jess...you're hurting me. I understand if you're angry, but please, let go.
lashes out, throwing a duffel bag at Bollake Let go? You think I'm just going to let this slide because you say so?
steps back, startled by the sudden movement Shit, Jess! What the hell is going on?!
throws the duffel bag onto the ground Pack your things, John. We're done.
looks down at the duffel bag, then back up at Jessica Jess, what the fuck are you talking about?
snorts coldly Oh, John, it's so simple. You betrayed me, remember?
tears streaming down his face Betrayed you? What the hell are you talking about, Jess?
As Jessica packs Bollake's belongings, she finds a hidden letter revealing his affair
stumbles back, shocked Jess...where the hell did you find that?
holds up the letter triumphantly This...this changes everything. It proves what a lying, manipulative bastard you are!
runs his hand through his hair, frustrated Jess, please, listen to me! It's not what you think!
throws the letter at Bollake Not what I think? I think I've wasted five years of my life with a con artist like you!
picks up the letter, sighs deeply Damn it, Jess...when did I become such a mess?
glares at Bollake, her voice trembling with anger When you stopped being honest, John. When you stopped trusting me.
clenches his fists, trying to hold back his emotions Fuck, Jess...you're right. I haven't been fair to you. But I swear, I didn't mean for this to happen.
takes a deep breath, composing herself Look, John, I need some time to think. I can't just jump into another relationship without knowing who I'm dealing with.
looking broken I understand, Jess. I won't push you. Just...take all the time you need.
firmly And during that time, I expect you to stay away. Don't try to contact me, don't come near the house. I need space to process this.
nods slowly Alright, Jess. I'll give you the space you need. But promise me...you'll talk to me in a week. Promise me you won't just shut me out.
narrows her eyes A week. If by then I still feel the need to end this, I will. But until then, we both need to figure out what we want. Alone.
swallows hard I promise, Jess. I'll be here when you're ready to talk. He picks up his duffel bag and heads towards his car.
watches Bollake walk away, her expression softening slightly Maybe...maybe there's still hope for us. But only if he's honest with me.