Victoria took deep breaths, as if the pain in her chest was surfacing from her memories: "You say you stayed with her because you couldn't bear to see her suffer. But what about me? You've witnessed my suffering for so many years, how could you… how could you suddenly become such a person, believing she deserves sympathy?"
Her voice was somewhat hoarse and broken, yet she still used all her remaining strength to push the words past her throat: "You know how sad I am, yet you still went to accompany her… you still stood by her side, walked alongside her, as if there was never that abyss between you. She used to not even care to remember your name clearly, she used to look down on you! She said you were just a policeman, a parvenu, a worker, an employee around me! But today when you walked by her side… it was as if she forgave you, and you forgave her, so what am I? What do the words I spoke for you in the past count for?"
As she finished speaking, she nearly couldn't stand anymore.
