Storm answered the question Sid had been struggling with asking out loud, too afraid of the answer. Bridget wasn’t happy, she wasn’t happy, so had she made the right decision? “Well that’s bullshit, what’s the point? Like so much has to be right just for something to work even when the two people are perfect for each other, it’s not fair. I don’t know if I could do relationships or anything again, it’s not worth this part. "No…” Sid was being stubborn now, practically pouting as she denied something that couldn’t be denied in reality, “Think about it, ma. When was the last time you saw me cry…” She lifted her head up so she could see Storm’s face, “Exactly.”
“I know it doesn’t feel like it now, but I don’t think you’ll think that forever. The point is you get to experience love like that while you’re alive. So much shit in the world is fucked up and terrible, if you can get somethin’ good like that, even if it eventually ends, it’s worth it. I mean, look at your dad and me. You think we’d be better off if we never met?” It might not help her now. When you were in the shit you had to feel the shit, after all. “This won’t be forever, baby. If the good times don’t last forever that means neither do the bad times. This too shall pass and all that shit.” Storm looked at her with a skeptical face, not willing to give into this tough guy shit she definitely did learn from her father. “Just ‘cause it’s been a while doesn’t mean you can’t do it. No one would know if you let yourself fall apart in private. You could do it with me and I’ll be here and hold you or you can do it alone if that’s what you gotta do. But I promise you’ll feel better if you let it out. Not 100% better, but maybe 10.”