Everyone around me had betrayed me. I knew better than to hold expectations for those around me. After all, they would do nothing but disown me. I remembered the young butler that had promised to help me only watching as Richter dragged me into his room as I begged, and screamed at him to help, he looked at me pitifully as he turned his back onto me. I felt my heart shatter.
I realized despite my clawing, my desperation, people would succumb to their own self-preservation just like I had.
I stopped holding expectations for people. They would only let me down. I didn't need to think highly of people. They were only cruel and mean. That was what I expected about Carlisle.
