Bert swallowed loudly. The truth? How was he even supposed to begin. "Look, supposed you could live the same day over again, and make different decisions. Would you want to; to change the past, or would you live with where you were now, even if the past were painful?" It was not the truth, just yet, but he was getting around to it. They stopped just outside the doors to the dinner. He looked down at her, afraid to have this conversation.

"Alright, I see what your saying...... But...... Do you mean that you are reliving this day over and over again?" Rose asked, looking up into his eyes and wondering what exactly was going on here. "Why would you relive this day again? What's so important about this day, that you would have to relive it over and over again?" She asked, not knowing that her fate had been changed today. She did not know the danger and fear she had felt those past nights that she had died, so she was unable to know what exactly had happened.

He was surprised that she caught on so quickly, and was accepting of what he was trying to tell her. With a bit more confidence, he continued. "The truth is that before today, I had never heard of you, much less knew you, but I have been living the day of the dance over and over again, and at the end of the day, you have always died. Your boyfriend Bobby always finds us and kills you, for being with me. The fact is, that this is the first day where I came to you earlier than the dance, to try to steal you away before he could find out where we were going." He waited, fearful of her response.