“You never understand my pain so you have no right to act like you know it. Let alone tell me what is right and wrong,” I said, spearing Florence an aggravated glare when her forehead creased at me in disagreement. “You were not abused when you were young. You were not abandoned and made you feel like having you were a mistake. You never see how much your parents mistreatment. You never grow up with disputes in your heart. So, tell me, Florence. Who are you to say that my notion is invalid?”
“Getting enraged is valid. Feeling the unjustness is valid. Questioning how the world works because it seems unfair is valid. What isn't valid was your plan on taking revenge on the person when they are already suffering,” Florence indicated out of frustration followed by a scoff. “Taking revenge will
