She was his little spiritual salvation when he first committed a murder; he was the angel who appeared when she was almost reduced to a prostitute. They could have been like all
Childhood sweethearts merged smoothly...
"If... If you thought my hands were stained with other people's blood, I could let you go, but it was him! Why... You were so cruel that you gave your heart to another executioner! I can't forgive you..."
Her and his lives were supposed to be parallel, but he tried his best to get into her orbit.
"Damn it, don't think about anything now. Just look at... Look at me alone. No matter who you grow up with, no matter whose wife you are, even if you are an alien, I can accept it."
She thought he was just a special little boy, but he decided that she was the only one in the world who was worthy of him.
"Is it them? Are those two guys making you cry? Okay... Ok, I'm going to kill them, so... So don't cry."
She was the last person who wanted to see others being hurt, but the most important people in her life were alive because they hurt other people's lives.
She was anxious, she was afraid, she ran away...
One whirlpool after another always pulled her back...