"That's not what I'm trying to do Bree. I know I fucked up bad, really bad." Ali looked up at Bree. "and I don't expect anyone to feel bad for me, I don't deserve it." She stood up and looked out the door, then she looked at Bree. "I do love you and I'm sorry for fucking everything up. Here's your key." She handed Bree the house key. "Before I leave, would you just please hit me or something? I know you want to."