"Why do you do this to me? How can you do this to me? Love me? Oh, how ridiculous. Is that love? It's ambition, plunder, and possession. How could we possibly do that?" She glared at him, her black and crystal eyes filled with mist. "Everything is possible, isn't it? I never get what I want." A sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his jade-like black eyes shone with a strange light, and he slowly moved closer to her, until she had no way to retreat. . . . . .
What kind of feeling is that? Why was it born? Why was it destroyed? Does unobtainable love really have to end with hate?