Cory: You should be sorry. If it hadn’t been for you, maybe I would already be married with some…
Ben: Please finish that sentence.
Cory: Actually, I can’t. I really can’t see myself with anyone…
Ben: I need you to text in complete sentences, Cordelia.
Cory: I don’t think I’m ready to say it.
Ben: Please?
Cory: You, okay. I always thought you and I would end up together. I hoped that you’d notice me, but that never happened.
Ben: I noticed you. I was terrified of messing things up, including you. You’re too precious to be with an asshole like me.
Cory: But you’re not, you’re…
Ben: You can’t call me perfect.
Cory: Of course not. I would never dare to do that. You’re Benedict, the guy who always shows up when anyone needs him.
Ben: Not just anyone, I do it mostly for you.
Cory: Do you, really?
Ben: Of course I did. I adore you, Cory, why wouldn’t I be there when you needed me?
Cory: And see, that’s what made me fall for you. Maybe that’s why I can’t see myself with anyone else.
Ben: No idea if that’s true, but I’m fucking thankful for it.
Cory: This doesn’t make things all better.
Ben: I wouldn’t expect it to, but it gives me hope.
Cory: You really think we can work things out?
Ben: Yes. I love you. You kind of like me… I just need you to fall in love with me—catch up, glide, and fly.
Cory: Can I ask you about Avery?
Ben: Why?
Cory: Were you ever with her? I really need to know.
Ben: She asked me once if we could try it—after Rys and Caspian got together. I explained to her that even though she’s lovely, my heart belonged to someone else. That’s when we stopped being friends.
Cory: Who were you talking about?
Ben: You, of course. You’ve owned my heart for a long time. As I told you before, my friendship with her was because her family and mine kind of gets along.
Cory: Do you miss her?
Ben: No, and I don’t miss those friends I left behind after I moved out of New York. It’s more like I miss being calm and chill about things. Now I’m always stressed about everything.
Cory: Is the therapist helping?
Ben: I want to think that we’re making progress, but it’s a long road. I let a lot of things accumulate, and now I have to unknot too many issues—for Bernie, you, and me.