"I like Ryan, but de fact I can see his family or his place bugs me. Like I'm so secret girlfriend or sumt'ing to be ashamed o' . Oui, he protects me, loves me... but he hasn' well... touched me since I lost my leg. No one 'as." She hated to admit that.

"Maybe he an' I are better off as friends or sumt'ing. Because as a girlfriend... I feel... neglected." She never had told anyone about any of this. "De tighter I try to hang on to him, de faster he seems to slip away."

"You never felt ashamed o' me. You spent more time wit' me den anyone else, sometimes..."