

MIRABELLA: I need to know. I need to know what your answer would have been. Maybe it was the wrong place, the wrong time, but it was the right question. (pauses, looks down, then raises her head to look at Warren) Could you have loved me?
WARREN: (Sighs) Why is it so important to you? What difference can it make now?
MIRABELLA: All the difference. Was I that wrong about you? Did I see something that wasn't there? I've always been so sure of everything. Were you the one honest man I hoped for? Or were you just one more betrayal?
("Private Parts", by Michael Chiang)
Would it be very weird for me to say I identify a lot with Mirabella? Hm.
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