Grace: I’m supposed to be in there. surgery, Sinead let me out of it.
Ashley: No, it’s not your fault. Okay, you didn’t know this would happen.
Grace: Didn’t I? I saw the way he looked at her. It was the same way he used to look at me. And I ran. Instead of standing next to Naz, I ran. I feel like everywhere I’ve gone today, every room I’ve gone into, every corner I’ve turned; he’s been there, suffocating me.