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When Danny Gibson's depression came back, I looked after him for five years. During those years, to keep him from trying to take his own life, I ended up with some ugly scars on my arms. He told me over and over again, "Camila, once I'm better, we'll get married." Finally, he recovered. I was so excited, holding the wedding plans as I went to find him. But just as I arrived, I overheard his buddy asking, "You love Edith so much, so why did you insist on keeping Camila around back then?" Edith Fletcher was Danny's childhood friend, and she'd confessed her feelings to him more times than I could count, but he always turned her down. After a long silence, Danny finally said, "When my depression hit, I couldn't even control myself. How could I bear to let Edith get hurt because of me?" I kept quiet and didn't say a word. I threw away the wedding plans and booked the earliest flight out of Alexinburg.