"Nicholas… you are NOT a monster," Sophie said softly. "Please don't say that about yourself. What happened to you is NOT your fault. And even if you cannot cure your lycanthropy, to me you are still Nicholas. You are not a monster. You are still my friend. You are a good man."
"Really?" A tear slipped down Nicholas' cheek. "Is that really true, Sophie? Is it really not my fault that I became like this? It's difficult for my mother to even look at me because I became a monster. Is it really not my fault?"
There was a sense of disbelief in Nicholas' voice and Sophie couldn't imagine how such circumstances led this cheerful young man to actually believe that he was a monster.
Tears stung her eyes and she clutched his face harder.
