Amy: standing by the window, twisting her ring I... I missed you! This place, it feels like... a new start, right?
Thompson
Yeah, it's a fresh start for both of us. But let's not forget why we're here. He walks over to Amy, his gaze intense.
takes a deep breath and faces Thompson You're right. We're here to work through our past and make things right.
Thompson
What's first?
crosses her arms, determined First, we need to address the issues that led to our breakup. No more running away or avoiding difficult conversations.
Thompson
Agreed. He crosses his arms, mirroring Amy's stance. Let's rip off the band-aid then. Why'd you cheat?
takes a step closer to Thompson, her voice trembling It wasn't just about cheating, Thompson. It was about feeling lost and afraid.
Thompson
Feeling lost and afraid? That's a lot of weight to carry. Where were you when I needed you most?
tears well up in her eyes I was scared, Thompson! Scared that if I opened up to you, if I let you in, you'd leave me too.
Thompson
So instead of dealing with it, you felt like cheating was the answer?
sniffs, wipes away tears No, Thompson! It wasn't like that. I thought cheating was the symptom of something deeper... something we both needed to work on.
Thompson
Something deeper? What the hell does that mean?
grabs Thompson's hand, pleading It means that we were both struggling, but we never talked about it.
Thompson
His grip tightens on Amy's hand, anger flashing in his eyes. Struggling? You think that's an excuse?
gulps, her voice shaking N-no, it's not an excuse, Thompson. It's a reason.
Thompson
Damn it, Amy! You think I didn't struggle too? The weight of this goddamn farm and your unpredictable emotions are a fucking burden!
Thompson lashes out, shoving Amy against the wall, leaving bruises and cuts on her face and body.
Thompson
I'm done playing these mind games.
closes her eyes, takes a deep breath I... I know it's hard, Thompson. But we can't keep tearing each other apart like this.
Thompson
Shaking his head, he steps back, his voice softening. I... I'm sorry. He touches a bruise on Amy's arm gently. I didn't mean to hurt you.
opens her eyes, tears streaming down her face I... I forgive you, Thompson. But we need to work on ourselves, on our communication.
Thompson
He nods, wiping away his own tears. Alright, Amy. Let's try this again.
wipes away her tears, determined There's something I need to tell you, Thompson. Something that might change everything.