Truth would always be difficult to bare. especially when it carried that unbreakable force of disappointment. disbelieve. She had lived her entire life of different theories. things that she had made herself believe. and for the past few days she had been busy denying the reality that her cousin had revealed. the truth that she had repeated over and over again. because she would rather remain with the picture that she had posted in her head other than the hurtful truth. but now she was right there. after she has sacrificed everything. after all that he had gone through. trying to get her. trying to save her.