“Can you hear me? Sawyer? Wayne? I’m probably crazy and this doesn’t matter, but maybe you’re in there somehow. But you asked me a question. You asked me why… why I did it. It wasn’t because you drove my father away, or the way you looked at me, or because you beat her. It’s because I hated that you were a part of me… that I would never be good. That I would never have anything good. And every time that I look at Sawyer… every time I feel something for him… I see you, Wayne. And it makes me sick.”
_Kate Austen, What Kate Did
