[She nods. In Twilight's hand is a ring. The ring she gave to Fluttershy on the night she asked her out. The ring that she has no memory of before being told of it's existence. The ring that's been haunting her every thought for the last month.]
I don't... know if I can be the gal you want me t'be.
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I don't... know if I can be the gal you want me t'be.