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It's really good work. Where'd you say you got that done again?

Oh, out in the desert. Really? It was a long drive alone. We need to talk. Your

office. Now.

Looks like your girlfriend's jealous.

She's not my girlfriend.

Yet.

I'm sorry to interrupt your little flirt session or whatever it was.

I wasn't flirting with her, all right? I like you, remember?

I can't believe you gave Josh my email address.

How could you betray me like that?

What? He emailed me this morning. Said he got my email address from you.

Madison, look, I'm sorry. He was drinking at the bar the other night, and

thought I've been telling you to let it go, but given the fact that you were

talking about thanking him for the donation, I...

Thought maybe it'd be best if he reached out to you first and apologized for

what he did. I really didn't think you'd mind. I thought maybe it was a part of

you that wanted to reconnect with him. On my terms, not your terms. What you

was a complete violation of my privacy.

Okay, well, that wasn't my intention, and I'm sorry.

I thought maybe you just wanted to get closure, all right?

And selfishly, the sooner you put that part of your life behind you, maybe we'd

have a fighting chance at us.

Yeah, well, that is never going to happen now.

Are you serious?

I can't trust you anymore, Dean. And I'm sorry if that sounds immature because

you're some worldly 32 -year -old with a psychology degree who thinks he knows

exactly how to help people get over their issues. But let me tell you

you don't know. I wanted to be the one to decide when the time was right to put

the past in the past, not have it thrust upon me by someone who doesn't have the

first idea of how it feels to be completely betrayed.

Actually... I do know how it feels to be betrayed.

Oh yeah, I'm so fucking sure.

Six years ago, I was engaged to the love of my life.

High school sweetheart.

Grew up together.

Had this whole beautiful life planned out together.

Two days before the wedding, I come to find out I'm sleeping with my best

friend. Pretty much has been for the majority of our relationship.

Full on, rug pulled out from under me moment.

So when you give me shit for not having a girlfriend, that's why.

When you stand there and tell me that I don't know what you're going through, I

do. I get you, Madison.

I know what it's like to be lied to, and I know what it's like to be betrayed.

The only difference is between me and you is that I know the importance of

moving on with my life.

Especially when I find someone that's worth moving on with.

I needed to order it up.

I see the sign for the distance center, so we must be getting pretty close.

GPS says it's down here about two miles on the right.

You're the most beautiful girl I know.

You promised me you wouldn't do that.

I don't care, alright?

We've barely spoken since we've had sex, and it's driving me crazy.

So, I'm just here to tell you what's on my mind.

Olivia, I love you.

I wish I never would have made that stupid bet. It's done nothing but wreak

havoc ever since.

How has it wreaked havoc?

How has it not?

I mean, Madison's practically having a nervous mental breakdown after that

douche martyr emailed her.

She hasn't spoke to Dean in days.

You've been walking around the house giving me these sad puppy dog eyes.

Can't cope with all this mope overload.

Do you remember why you wanted me to find out who the donor was in the first

place?

So we could expand the program.

You know, help make a difference in the world.

Well, a lot of good that did.

Taking money from a frat boy is like taking drug money. It's completely

unethical.

We didn't know it was him in the first place.

I mean,

maybe he's trying to redeem himself.

You know, you might not believe it, but not everyone in this world is all good

or all bad.

We all get bruised or beaten up, you know, every once in a while.

And the only thing we can do is learn from our mistakes and try and move

forward.

I mean, take these dogs.

You know, we rescued them from abusive homes where they were neglected by their

owners.

And we give them a second chance.

A second chance at happiness.

And don't we all deserve that?

Even a creep?

Josh Rochette?

We're gonna fit you well.

Hey Madison, it's Josh.

I got your email address from a guy at the bar. I guess he's your boss or

something.

He told me you knew about the donation I made to your charity.

I don't know how you found out, but I'm kind of glad you did.

When I saw you on the news talking about your charity a few months ago, it

brought back all the memories of freshman year.

How much fun I genuinely had with you, and what a great friend you really were.

probably the only real friend that I had at that point, or maybe even since

then.

I came to college thinking that I wanted to leave behind an incredible legacy,

to climb the social ladder and be the person standing at the top, the guy in

most elite fraternity with the most popular girlfriend that everyone looked

to and talked about.

And what's pathetic is that I was more concerned with achieving this illusion

status than caring about the road it took me to get there.

I am so sorry that I hurt you, Madison.

More than a donation or apology could ever express.

You can't change the person you used to be, or the wrongs you've done, or the

hurt you've caused.

All you can do is change the person you are today.

I hope one day you can find it in your heart to forgive me.

I haven't found it in my heart to forgive myself.

Josh.

let out some remnant emotional turmoil on me?

You can let it out on me.

I'm the asshole.

No, you're not.

I realize you're just looking out for me like you always do.

I'm so sorry.

You have no idea how sorry I am.

I'm sorry too.

About everything.

Especially what happened to you.

It's okay.

Getting emotionally destroyed builds character.

I'm beginning to realize that.

You know, it's crazy. I've known you for three years and I feel like I barely

know you at all.

You know me.

Are you sure? Yes. Are you sure? Yes.

Thank you.

Fuck.

Oh right there.

which was the place where I really grew up.

The place where I watched my two best friends fall desperately in love.

The place where I realized that I had the power to make a difference in this

world.

the place where I discovered that some people are just unthinkably cruel and

incapable of change.

But most importantly, college was the place where I learned that I would never

regret giving myself a second chance at happiness, and I'd certainly never

regret giving someone a second chance at theirs. Hi.

Hey.

So, do you really think you're cut out for volunteer work?

I do.

Well then, Josh, I'd like for you to meet Bob.

Hey, Bob.