Take a step back and look at the overview.

Are things suppose to turn out this way?

Was that a decision made in a moment of anguish?

Or was it a wise move?

How should I even respond?

Take it from there, I suppose.

There isn't another way out or choice anyway.

I've nothing to say anymore. What have I got to?

Move on.

Don't think about it.

Just move on.