[ The fact he saw that and still came after her makes her snap. She's miserable, humiliated, angry, and worst of all — she did it all to herself. The fact it was for someone else's benefit doesn't make her feel any better. ]

I said leave me alone!

[ The pillow muffles the volume of her shout, but does nothing to hide the pain behind it, or the crack in her voice. She's quieter when she speaks again, but only because she doesn't have the energy to keep yelling. ]

Stop wasting your time on me. The truth is... I didn't really come here to find a boyfriend. [ A self-deprecating laugh. ] I know the wish is fake, but I'm willing to humiliate myself like this anyway. Isn't that pathetic?