[Tiffany's heart sinks. Lourdes wants to say yes, she thinks; she wants to say that her life would be better without Tiffany around. She lets out a little sigh, and slumps further against the wall.]

It's okay, you can say it. I... I know I deserve to hear it. You had to find my body. I made things worse for you.

I'm so sorry, Lourdes; I am. I don't know if I can ever fix it, but if I can do anything, I want to try. ... If you want me to. I don't blame you if you don't.