[She leans back against the wooden frame of the bench and shakes her head.] It's rarely that simple Rich. We all do what we think is best for those we care about. He had sheltered me. I believe... I believed... that he loved me.

I don't think so now. I'm... not sure.

I was addicted to the feeling. I still am. I don't know if I would say no if he'd appear here. [She doesn't have that strength.] Because he wasn't just a monster. He wanted to keep me safe. When I arrived here, the magic wore off and I remembered... everything.

Sometimes, I wish I could forget again. I was happier. I don't know if I ever stop being me.