"It's okay to choose."
Those dreaded words, the one's that let her know what she realized a long time ago.
It's okay if you don't love me.
Before the military Teddy would have destroyed Cristina.
But she knows stuff, she has seen stuff, and she knows that life and death have a thin line to cross from one another, it's just like one of those dangling bridges from the typical cliché action movie.
Cristina is on that line.
And she's ashamed, ashamed of herself, as Owen's friend, as Cristina's teacher, as a women, as a human being for her to let go of him just when she was in that line.
The wedding invitation arrives trough her via text. She knows Cristina isn't a traditional bride.
"Are you okay?" Teddy asks. "I know you're not, but do you want to talk about it?"
Cristina smacks her lips together. "How... How do you get over these kind of things?"
Teddy just stares. "Would it shatter my image to you if told you that I never really have?"
"It only makes it stronger," Cristina states. "Now... Now I know, to a certain extent, how he felt- how both of you felt."
She crosses her arms. "And you shouldn't. No one should."
There's a couple seconds of silence.
"I'm sorry," Cristina apologizes. It's not forced, it's not fake.
Teddy moves her gaze from the floor to her. "For what?"
"For everything," she explains. "For insulting your experience as a cardio goddess, for the trading, for 'forcing' you to stay at the hospital, for... Owen."
"I forgive you."