The moment we exchanged hostages, our enmity began. Destroying a country is one thing, but what was with playing with my feelings? Sure, I was your hostage and I deceived you dozens of times, maybe even a hundred. But your lie this time was on such a grand scale that it was downright cruel. Still, who can I seek revenge on? The fact that I'm alive at all is a gift from you.
Theme: We have no choice in our fate, but we can choose to believe.
Emm, this copywriting...