How dare he. He had sex with me. He was, is married. He chose her. Yet he has the nerve to call me a whore.
He crushed me. I put myself out there for him. Me. Meredith Grey. For a guy.
In that moment, McDreamy became McAsshole. In that moment, I lost all romantic feelings for him. In that moment, I hated him.
The truth was, with every one night stand and every date with Finn, I washed a bit of him off me. I scrubbed him away bit by bit. With every one night stand and every date with Finn, I glued myself back together, bit by bit. And with every judging look, every snide remark, he pierced my heart, he ripped me apart all over again.
He's the whore.
He's the one who can't take responsibility for his actions.
Not me.
How dare he.
