Aunt Emma was utterly disappointed. She felt like an old wound was poked open, and it started bleeding again. Her voice trembled slightly as she asked, "Even if she is on the wrong side?"
Spencer didn't like the question, but he answered clearly, "Yes. She trusts me with her life by marrying me, and I'd like to and will do the same for her. She's my wife, my partner for life. I want her to be happy, and I will do the best I can to ensure that."
Nathalia gazed at Spencer as she listened, and tears filled her eyes. I love you, Spencer. She thought to herself.
"Spencer, you...you have changed." aunt Emma stammered, "I have been...naive. I thought I have always treated you like...my own child. And I trusted you. I thought you would be just and fair." She sounded pitiful.
Aunt Emma was hoping to win Spencer's support, pretending to be the pitiful one.
On hearing so, Nathalia rolled her eyes in disdain. Huh. Pretentious.
