I think she expected me to cry, too break down an take my fate. She's betrayed me, in the worst way possible. The twisted thing is I'm home in my haven where I missed so much. My one job was to protect her, and I got stabbed in the back. I took her under my wings, I pitied her. I hope she rots in hell, because either way, I'm the victor. And for what she's done she will not walk away painlessly.