There was so much wisdom in Kurt's words, and Santana couldn't help agreeing as he spoke. Her relationship with Brittany, she'd well and truly realized, was over. She may not have called it that yet, but it was. She couldn't expect it to carry on as it had after she'd not only been with Quinn, but realized that, deep down, she didn't want to be with Brittany anymore. She just didn't. As much as she did care about the other girl, the feelings required for a real relationship were gone. Like Kurt said, there were certain things you were supposed to have in a relationship... certain feelings... and Santana didn't have them. She didn't. Not when it came to Brittany anyway.

But Quinn... Quinn was a different story, and Santana wasn't even sure when it had happened. There had to have been a moment, before they ever got to the point of actually sleeping together, when Quinn had come to mean something to her that she hadn't known or anticipated. You didn't just cheat on your other half with someone you didn't even know was gay when you didn't have some sort of reasoning behind it. She and Brittany hadn't actively been having problems. But something in her had clearly been telling her that their relationship wasn't the right thing for her. And had it been more than that? She had to think that over a little more. But after a few moments of sitting there in silence, she had to look at Kurt, tears starting to fill her eyes, because this was a huge thing to realize. "I haven't... I haven't stopped thinking about her since it happened. And not just on an, 'Oh, shit, I cheated on my girlfriend,' level, but... Worrying about her. Wondering if she was okay, or if she was as confused as me, and not knowing whether or not I should text her or call, because I didn't want to make things more confusing and just..." Her voice broke a little as she turned her hand over to squeeze Kurt's. "Kurt, I want her. I want to figure all of this shit out with her and try to fix it."