Years later, Cathy would occasionally think of those dark days—a time when corpses were everywhere and everyone was terrified.
"I hate you, Sirius, I hate you." She said to the man in Azkaban, her eyes no longer filled with the sparkle and sparkle of her youth.
"I'm scared, Casey," the man looked at her. A beam of sunlight shone through the iron window into the cold cell. The way he stood against the light seemed like the first time he met her. "There is only hate but no love in Azkaban, but I only have love for you. I'm afraid of forgetting you, Casey, and I don't want to forget you."
She turned around without hearing his last words.
"I was born in darkness and will die in darkness. Bury me in the sun, Casey. I hate the life of darkness."
Intention: love and hate