[The wound is fresh enough that even if Veronica wanted to do something about it, she knows that she couldn't. She can't even look at him. Some part of her wants to raise hell and rain fury down on Betty and Archie's heads, but the other part of her can't bring herself to do it. She loves the two of them too much. Even when Betty had gone all Benedict on her, she couldn't bring herself to retaliate. A few snide remarks wasn't retaliation as far as Veronica was concerned.]
Were you not able to tell me because it meant something? Because ... honestly, Archie. That's the only way where this makes any sense. [Veronica doesn't know if she wants it to have meant something. Is it fair to throw Archie's inability to piece something together in his face when she needed time to handle his "I love you" remark?
And she still knows that a part of her confession was due to needing that goodness in her life. Suddenly feeling as if she had lost all of that made her want it back. She knew that how she defined goodness was Archie. And no one else.]
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Were you not able to tell me because it meant something? Because ... honestly, Archie. That's the only way where this makes any sense. [Veronica doesn't know if she wants it to have meant something. Is it fair to throw Archie's inability to piece something together in his face when she needed time to handle his "I love you" remark?
And she still knows that a part of her confession was due to needing that goodness in her life. Suddenly feeling as if she had lost all of that made her want it back. She knew that how she defined goodness was Archie. And no one else.]