Jerome looked at Ralph and his voice was as calm as a trickling stream. There was no anger, there was no vengeance; just calmness.
"Your truth was never THE truth, Ralph. You were lied to by Dorothy. There might be two sides to a story, but there are no sides in truth. There is only one truth. There can't be versions of the truth. The truth might be bitter like medicine, but it is good for your soul to heal if you accept it. Accept it and-"
"Will I be let go?" Ralph looked at Jerome and then ended up laughing maniacally. "If I accept THE truth, will I be let go?"
"Why? Why Jerome? Why didn't you show me all these ten years back? Why did you make me do all those things to hurt others?"
He knelt on the floor with his forehead touching the ground and started banging his head.
