You and Jane have always been dear friends, but lately you have been arguing often and always about the same subject, Jeff. You liked him, though it was more because he was hitting on you a lot, while Jane hated him and was always warning you not to get involved with him. Even now, as you were sitting on the ground relaxing under the sun in a small clearing in the forest, Jeff's topic came up. Thus you began to argue, with you insisting that Jeff really loved you and Jane telling you otherwise.

"When you wake up next to him in the middle of the night. With your head in your hands, you'll be nothing more than his wife..."

Jane began to tell you, she was really worried about the choices you were going to make.

"...And when you'll think about me, all those years ago...you'll stand face to face with “I told you so.”

She sighed resting a hand on one of your shoulders.

"You know I hate to say “I told you so.”