"What do you think I did? What was so horrible that you came right back from making eyes at Mr. William Darcy?" Lydia flips her hair and gives Lizzie her meanest glare.
"Hey, I don't think you did anything", Lizzie protests. "I think Wickham coerced you into making a sex tape that he could sell on the internet. He's tricked vulnerable girls like you before. I'm so sorry that I left you without apologizing."
"I'm not vulnerable", Lydia screams. "What's wrong with a sex tape anyway! Who says that GEORGE would sell it on the Internet? Who says that he would hurt me? HE LOVES ME!"
"Nothing is inherently wrong with a sex tape, but when it's posted on the Internet, WHICH IT IS, it can ruin your life. He's hurt others before. He hurt Gigi Darcy..."
"SEE! YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT THE DARCYS AGAIN! ALL YOU WANT TO DO IS HANG OUT WITH THE FREAKING DARCYS AND THEN KISS DARCY ALL OVER HIS STUPID DARCYBOT FACE AND HAVE DARCYBOT BABIES!".
Lydia starts sobbing. Through her tears she whispers, "You don't care about me at all. You just don't want Darcy to hate your stupid family because you think he'll hate you too. I'm going to leave and never come back. Then you can have your stupid DarcyBot babies." She gathers herself and shouts, "LYDIA OUT", as she storms out. The door slams behind her and Lizzie sadly listens to her drive away.
Lizzie, resigned, turns on the camera and sits down on her favorite stool.
"Lydia left the house last night. We don't know where she is. We argued and she said she was going to get out of my life. My name is Lizzie Bennet, and this is a letter to Darcy. I had such a great time at Pemberley Digital. But I can't go back. I haven't been caring enough about Lydia. I didn't bother to talk to her since CHRISTMAS. I'm sorry, Darcy, Gigi, but this is goodbye. Bye..."
Lizzie reaches for the camera and turns it off quickly, before the sobs start. She practically drags herself to her bed and reaches for her pillow, which she hugs, pretending she has her baby sister with her again.