I feel like I missed something. It all feels sort of… flat.
I love him… he loves me not.
"I just wanna go home!" sobs an incoherent Des.
"Drew and Chris are still here," Chris Harrison pleads. "If you had never met Brooks, if he wasn't part of the equation, could you see yourself with one of these remaining two guys? Like, can we go with Plan B?"
Des limply agrees to go forward. Are you kidding me? You just admitted that you can never love the other guys the way you love Brooks. That's just mean.
he loves me… I love him not.
Poor Chris. "We have something that I could see lasting. I am one hundred percent certain that I want Chris to meet my family." Really? You're going to do that to him when Brooks will be here any second?
he loves me… I love him not?
Des talks herself into believing she’s in love with Chris. "I've never felt like anyone has loved me as much as I loved them, and I think that's why it's hard to feel so loved because I don't know what it's like. Now I feel guilty, almost like, how could I not have loved him from the beginning?" Sorta like how Brooks felt about you? But rein it in honey. Brooks is surely on his way. The show's almost over….
Mean brother Nate asks Des, "Is Chris the one that you want to spend the rest of your life with?" She replies, “Yeah -- in this moment, yes. It took me a really long time to get over Brooks.” It took you three days! “I feel like I was so blindsided by my feelings for Brooks that I couldn't see that the one thing I always wanted was right in front of me.” Or... sometimes what you want is gone so you settle for what is right in front of you.
he loves me… I love him?
Dear Desiree,
You just got the most amazing proposal EVER from a truly nice guy, along with your very own bound copy of The Complete Works of Chris. Who could ask for anything more? The fact that you start crying every time Brooks’ name is mentioned is something you might want to work on.
So, I guess it's safe to say that Brooks isn't coming? Maybe he ran off with Drew.
It’s been an adventure, Fellow Time Wasters. Hours of our life we’ll never get back.
But next season it’ll all be worth it. Because... Senor Sexy is in the house!
JUAN. FREAKING. PABLO!
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