Candace looked up when Jade offered her a handkerchief and she took it from her, "Thanks," she said with a sniffle, and Jade gave her a nod.
"You must think I'm crazy for crying over a man I desperately wanted to kill," Candace said, but Jade shook her head.
"I don't think anything. Our feelings and emotions are not entirely within our control," Jade said, and Candace gave her a shaky smile.
"It's crazy. I resent him for everything he did to us, but at the same time a part of me feels so sorry for him. A part of me that also remembers some of the good moments I shared with him wants to go there and care for him until he dies. I know it's crazy, but I can't help it," Candace said as tears streamed down her cheeks.
"I can't tell you how to feel, Candace. I believe you loved him at some point in your life. It would be crazy if you didn't feel this conflicted," Jade said, feeling sorry for her.
