“I am sorry, Ivan, I do not understand,” she came to her senses and interrupted calmly.
Looking at his face, she took a deep breath. She did not know how Ivan felt before, but she knew it now, so naturally they had to talk it over.
“Ivan, your affection to me should not be love,” she spoke quietly. “I always think that to love someone is to be nice to that person. It’s the first time I’ve heard that the one you love must be persecuted first even if she did nothing wrong.”
“I...” he wanted to explain something, but she interrupted him.
“As a friend, I can understand your helplessness, but cannot accept it as an excuse. Besides, since you feel that your helplessness is more important than my injustice, doesn’t that say something right there?”
“Elena, I was so confused
