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Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt.

I'm sorry.

You didn't interrupt anything.

Shh.

Eliza, is that you?

You look so... Different?

Yep, it's me.

Hi, Prudence.

It's been a long time.

I didn't expect to see you again.

I'm certainly not at my wedding reception.

Well, my little brother is marrying my childhood best friend.

How could I not be here?

Ricardo, I... I mean, I know you weren't excited

because...

Just because I was excommunicated doesn't mean I'm in jail.

I can still do what I want.

Not that it's much fun, though.

I snuck in after the ceremony had already started, and everyone who

recognized me just stared at me like I was some kind of

monster.

I'm shocked I made it through your vows without Elder Rogers carrying me out

himself.

I should have brought a date.

If I had brought any of the girls I've been seeing lately, the elders would

definitely gone crazy.

Does it bother you when I talk about who I am? The fact that

I'm a lesbian?

Sure.

Just look at me again.

It's not like... You know, just the wedding and everything is a lot.

You don't have to be sorry.

And you look very pretty, by the way. Isaiah's a lucky man.

You don't seem to feel too lucky, though.

No.

Don't be sorry.

I know better than anyone that my brother's a fucking pig.

No, no.

He's a good man.

Prudence, you and I both know there's nothing good about Isaiah.

Or this community, for that matter.

But as someone who has gotten out from under their thumb, Prudence, I wanted to

tell you you don't have to live a lie anymore.

What are you? I know you.

I know who you really are.

I know you and I are the same.

I just really... I remember that moment we shared all those years ago.

That kiss.

And I know you do too.

That was the mistake.

You can lie to yourself.

All you want. But don't lie to me.

I'm married now. What do you want me to do?

That doesn't matter.

You can leave here.

Just like I did.

You were excommunicated. You didn't have a choice.

You're right. I didn't.

But it was still the best thing that ever happened to me.

But you want everything.

Your friends. Your family.

Good. Thanks.

They weren't my real family anyway.

All they ever wanted to do was change me into something I'm not.

And that's what they're going to do to you.

If you let them.

Please don't go through with this.

Don't throw your whole life away for these horrible people.

Why are you here if you hate me so much?

I'm here for you, Prudence.

I want to take you away from all this.

Am I wrong about you?

About who you really are?

No.

You weren't wrong.

I thought about that kiss so much over the past few years.

And I can see that you have too.

So what if I have? What if I have to just run away with you? Why not?

Because it's crazy.

Is it really any crazier?

Than living with people who hate what you are?

Who think of you as an abomination?

That's what they called me.

What?

Yeah.

When all those rumors started all those years ago, the elders called me an

abomination. An affront to God.

Do you have any idea what that felt like?

Alyssa?

I want you to know that I never told anyone about us. I know you didn't.

And it's not your fault.

And besides, I have absolutely no regrets.

That kiss, our kiss, it showed me who I really was.

And who you really were.

You could have everything you want.

Everything you deserve.

You could be free.

Don't you want to be free?

So badly.

And all you have to do...

is let go.

Are you sure you want to do this here?

Please. I need to feel something.

Thank you.

It's always been perfect.

Thank you.

You don't.

They don't deserve a goodbye.

The only thing these bigots deserve is to be taught a lesson.

And you can bet when their brand new bride runs off on her wedding night,

the lesson they are not going to forget.

Look, it's not that simple.

I mean, I have my family to consider here.

Right.

Like they considered you?

Like they considered me?

Give me a break.

They are going to get exactly what they deserve.

Believe me.

This really isn't about me, is it?

Not completely, anyway.

You don't even realize that, but you're not here for me. You're here for

revenge.

What? No, I... Look, I can't throw my life away over some

crutch of yours.

But... I don't understand.

This isn't just about me. This is about you.

Don't you want to be free?

You could have had everything you wanted.