Addison: You seem sad, Miranda.

Bailey: We're not gonna do this.

I can't share. I can't catch up with you. I can't talk.

Becuase if I did, if I told you Tucker moved out,

if I told you I haven't slept alone in 12 years,

if I told you that my heart hurts so much, sometimes, that I want to rip it
from my chest with my own little hands...

I would fall apart.

And I don't have time to fall apart.

Not that I'm not happy to see you, I am.

But I wish that you would go home so that the choice to talk would fall apart
and go away