He doesn't love me. When he speaks, he isn't sincere enough, and when he's silent, he cares too much.
In his heart, the guilty deserve to be cherished, while the innocent are guilty, and I deserve to die a thousand deaths. I caused the death of his best friend and ruined their friendship. I stole the title of the woman he loved and ruined his marriage.
I hope that after I die, the truth will come to light and leave him to spend the rest of his life alone...
