Narrator's point of view

The purple-haired woman stood calm and serene in front of him.

"I'm not sorry for betraying the others! The only thing I'm sorry about is that I betrayed you! "He said and looked at her.

Remorse was in his eyes.

But she didn't seem the least bit interested.

"I don't care if you regret it or not! I'm used to being betrayed! It is nothing new to me! But it doesn't mean anything to me anyway! You mean nothing to me anyway! YOU mean nothing to me! ", She said and her dark pink eyes showed no emotions.

"I see!" He said, turned around and just left.

The woman also turned and left.

A lonely tear ran down his cheek.

Her words echoed in his head:

>> I'm used to being betrayed! It's nothing new to me <<

What hurt her so much that she's used to it?

Is she telling the truth?

Do we really mean nothing to her?

Didn't her father mean anything to her?

Didn't anyone mean anything to her?

Why does it hurt me so much to know that I mean nothing to her?

Questions about questions and no answers ...