I know that I am here for a reason. Stonehart abducted me, starved me, and left me in the dark... all for a reason. He is a cold man, but he is not irrational. He has his purpose. I have not yet discovered what it is. I should despise him. I should feel nothing but disgust when I think of him. And yet... yet sometimes, I don't. Because there are those precious moments when he makes me feel magnificent. Treasured. Like a real person. One who actually matters to him. I know those fleeting displays of affection should not sway my resolve. But I am not him. I do not possess his self-control. I cannot stay unaffected forever.
Bit by bit, my stand is wearing at me. Do I still want revenge? Do I still want vengeance? Yes. Yes, of course I do. I want revenge. I want retribution. But Stonehart wants something from me, too. And the terrifying question that lurks in the back of my mind is: In the end, will it be his retribution, or mine?