"He left her," she points out. "It's one thing to say that he wants you...but it's another to actually make a choice, and now he has."
It's not worth the heartache, she'd told Mary Margaret before. Married guys generally don't leave their wives for the other woman.
She knows that.
And she knows how easy it is to say something and then not follow through with it, to give up on it, even if it's something both people want.
(It doesn't have to be like this.)
But to say it, and then to do it, to act on it, to make that choice...
"That's...all you can ask for."
She's not jealous that it worked out for Mary Margaret when the same situation did nothing but explode in her face -- the way she sees it, that's only fair. Now that her surprise has worn off and Mary Margaret's calmed down a little, all she feels is happy and relieved.
And maybe just the slightest bit wistful, but that's an old, familiar feeling, and right now, it's almost friendly.
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It's not worth the heartache, she'd told Mary Margaret before. Married guys generally don't leave their wives for the other woman.
She knows that.
And she knows how easy it is to say something and then not follow through with it, to give up on it, even if it's something both people want.
(It doesn't have to be like this.)
But to say it, and then to do it, to act on it, to make that choice...
"That's...all you can ask for."
She's not jealous that it worked out for Mary Margaret when the same situation did nothing but explode in her face -- the way she sees it, that's only fair. Now that her surprise has worn off and Mary Margaret's calmed down a little, all she feels is happy and relieved.
And maybe just the slightest bit wistful, but that's an old, familiar feeling, and right now, it's almost friendly.