I go to see her. I tell her…
Act 5 scene 1:
‘I’m not sure how to feel’ (I am).
‘I want you to choose’ (although I’ve already chosen).
I touch her hand. She’s wasting time. Drama. I let her lie down, hungover probably. I need to leave, I’m bored. Places to be. Dragged out – myself and the conversation. We both want this to end – always do. So I end it.
‘You’re everything I’ve never wanted’.