Bree stayed nuzzled to Jim as he spoke to her. He was trying hard to be a friend, to tell her part of what she already knew, but didn't really want to hear.<br/><br/>"No, you don't know Ali, it's all about her, she couldn't let me have the one man that I was falling in love with. God, she was even trying hard to impress you, she told me how much she liked you and was really trying hard to get your attention. God Jim, she just couldn't bear to see me happy." Bree took a deep breath and sat up briefly, "Just water, it's late and I shouldn't keep you. I just didn't know who else to talk to." She sat on the couch with her legs folded under her. Bree leaned against the back of the couch, drying her eyes, trying to calm herself. She knew it was wrong to drag Jim into this, but still, she had no one else to turn to now.