She's staring at him like he's lost his mind. Full on lost his mind. And then he says he's not fixing her leg, and she can't stop the way her eyes well up. "Right. Right, great. You know, you could just have been honest. If you didn't want to do it, or couldn't- Really glad to know that I get to keep being the girl with the limp forever, and isn't it such a shame such a pretty girl has such a visible disability." She remembers how she told him that a long time ago, that the old ladies would say that to her.

He asks why he would lie, and Raleigh shrugged, scrubbing at her cheek. "You know what? I don't know. I mean, even before the baby showed up, I get that Spencer's the center of your world and everybody else just sort of orbits you both, but god, I lived with you. You saw how much it hurts-" She hates that she's crying, and all she can think is that for some reason Joel is lying. Maybe he's not able to fix her leg, maybe he doesn't want to for some reason, but she doesn't feel any different, or like anything's wrong. It's worse that he's, to her perspective, lying to her about this than just him not being able to heal her leg.

"You know what?" She sucks in a breath. "Forget it. Just forget it." Shaking her head, her voice is filled with pure anger. "I don't know why I thought you'd do it anyway. It's just what my leg is. It's fucked up. The end."