[Okay... Chloe hasn't left. That's good, and Max should be relieved, but she instead feels slight panic at Chloe's bombshell of a question.

What can she say? I love you seems kind of hollow- even though it's not, it's definitely not. Max has never loved anyone like this.

Maybe Max should kiss her, a kind of long, hard kiss that does so much more than words- but that's so sappy. And Chloe might get even more pissed....

I promised would flat in the face of the event. And an I don't know would just push Chloe out the door.]

I-

[Moments tick by. Max has nothing, no proof. Nothing smart to say.]

I...

[Something starts to bend inside her- all the walls she'd built ever since her last rewind, ever since Nathan pulled the trigger.

And words start tumbling out.]

I c-can't lose you again, Chloe. You don't- know what it was like, after the storm... You don't know what it was like here, waiting for you to arrive... Or even just- just thinking about everything I've screwed up so much.

[God she's fucking crying again. But it's so hard to even care.]

I can't leave you, Chloe, because I- I think I kind of... need you.

[Because I've gotten torn up so badly- and right now there's just one thing holding me together.]

And if I didn't have you, if I lost you again, I- don't know what I'd be like. But I wouldn't be okay.