The question from Anne really made Jack smile widely. He unconsciously grabbed Anne's face and stroked her cheek gently.
"Yes, make them feel what you feel. It's enough for them to laugh over your wound all this time. Prove that you can also do what they did to you, Anne," Jack replied excitedly.
"How? I-I don't know, Jack, I don't know what to do ..."
"Hush! Don't panic, you have me, Anne. Remember you're not alone now, you have me who will help and support everything you do," Jack replied quickly, trying to revive Anne.
"But if I get back at them, I'm afraid God will be angry with me, Jack," said Anne softly, looking down.
Hearing Anne alluding to God made Jack almost laugh out loud. Since childhood, his parents had never taken him to church as they were busy, so he didn't believe in God's justice.
"If God exists and God loves me, there is no way I can be like this, Anne," Jack said softly as he leaned on the sofa with a chuckle.
