They say sadness is behind anger, yet anger never comes unless in direct self-defense, and so perhaps she could credit this natural passivity with her willingness to cry and feel pain, let the sorrow teach her more about her true nature and how fragile she could be sometimes.
“No, no, don’t say that, please. I wasn’t snubbing you, Emerson, you matter the most in my life. I’m sorry. I hurt you. I hurt myself by hurting you. I can’t change the past and what I have done. But all I can say is that I won’t do the same mistake of making you feel neglected no matter what comes between us. I know one mistake has changed everything. It has broken out relationship. Please don’t leave me, Emerson. Don’t give me such a big punishment. I really love you. I can’t live without you. I will die! The mome
