She merely used a whole heart to love someone, to want to be good to the person she loved. Was there really something wrong with that?
Why, after loving him so much, did she end up trampled on the ground?
She truly couldn't understand.
Her lips began to tremble slightly, and she reached out to forcefully cover her eyes, whispering, "Do you know how he repaid my feelings?"
"Do you know that he raped me?"
"Do you know he once offered me to other men for their amusement?"
"Do you know why he locked me up in a room?"
"Do you know why Fletcher Kinney wants me from you?"
"You know nothing."
"What gives you the right to say he's innocent?"
She lowered her arm and looked at her with those eyes devoid of warmth. "Based on what he did to me, he's unforgivable. Could you forgive someone who raped you? If any one of these things happened to you, you couldn't possibly forgive the other person, could you? And yet, you expect me to forgive him?"