She shouldn't have said that. It was wrong of Sabrina to blurt out that her elopement was basically Patrick's fault, but she couldn't help it. The man barely acknowledged her existence for months and now that her life was none of his business he couldn't help but stick his nose in it. As Patrick gaped, Sabrina began to feel bad and started to backtrack. Momentarily glancing at Liz and Fe, who were looking on with awe, Sabrina said, "Forget I said that…"
Patrick, who suddenly found his voice, replied, "Why? It's the truth isn't it?" Then he looked downward a moment and sighed. "Sabrina, I'm s…"
At that, Sabrina lost it. "Don't say it!" she said as she put up a hand to his mouth to shush him. "I don't want to hear another 'Sorry' come out of your mouth. Whether you are sorry or not, you still abandoned me at the altar in front of half the town. And because of that, the thought of the lavish wedding Michael wanted to give me made me sick inside. Eloping was my idea, Patrick. Michael just made it happen."
"I don't know what to say."
Sabrina met Patrick's eyes. "There is nothing you can say. Not anymore. I loved you and Emma more than my own life, but it wasn't enough. I could never measure up to Robin and I should have never agreed to marry you knowing that."
"I loved you, Sabrina," Patrick said with a tone of voice that begged her to believe him.
"I know you did, Patrick, but not as much as Robin." Sabrina spied Michael coming toward them and smiled. She turned her attention back to Patrick. "I love Michael and he loves me the way I deserve to be loved. We were going to be married, Patrick. It was just sooner rather than later."
When Michael reached them, he gave her a kiss on the cheek and asked if everything was alright. Sabrina said it was and then excused herself from Patrick, said goodbye to Fe and Liz and left on the arm of her husband.
Patrick was still trying to process their conversation as Sabrina disappeared into the elevator on the arm of her husband. He admittedly hadn't interacted with Sabrina much recently, but whenever he put her name and the word 'husband' together in a thought, he couldn't seem to picture anyone but him in the role.
Patrick knew breaking up with Sabrina to return to Robin had hurt her, but he never really thought about how much because she'd been so classy about the whole thing. As he replayed their ruined wedding in his mind - Emma tugging on his sleeve, Sabrina kneeling on the floor and then Sabrina bolting away from the altar - he realized how jarring that experience must have been for her. He could say he was sorry a million times and it still wouldn't be enough.
Patrick was brought out of his thoughts by Liz. "You okay?"
"I had no idea she felt that way."
"Well you wouldn't have. You were busy with your wife."
"She seemed so okay with everything when we talked on Christmas Eve."
Liz guided Patrick to a nearby chair. "She would never have let you think otherwise, Patrick, because that is who she is. But she was utterly devastated."
Patrick looked at Liz. "I did love her."
"I know you did. I understand your concern, but Michael is a good guy and Sabrina is finally happy after losing you and Gabriel, so maybe you should try being happy for her," Liz said before getting up to return to work.
Patrick wanted to be happy for Sabrina. He really did. But something about her quickie marriage to Michael just didn't sit right with him. The question was, 'Why?'"