"Fools in Love... is there any other kind of lover?"

I am happy. I really am. I have FINALLY given myself permission to be happy after my whole Evey power moment I had all over Sarah. And so I will be happy for a while. And who cares what people think? I don't. And I FINALLY don't care what Mike thinks. This is me pulling a Meredith Grey, "You don't get to call me a whore, Macdreamy." Yeah. He can deal. He lost the priviledge of caring about me. And now I can be happy.