"Don't put words in my mouth," Garry said, tone getting even sharper (especially when Seth poked him). "I said I didn't trust you."

Finally, he looked at Mary. The cold, harsh words sinking in. It hurt. It hurt very much actually. His brows furrowed and his voice quivered. He was yelling by this point. Garry can't anymore. This was...a misunderstanding.

"You don't understand, Mary! This man right here is a crook! He's feeding you with feelings like that so he could use you! Hurting Ai? Vianca? These drugs? This got you hurt Mary! I don't want to see that! EVER!"