"When I begged you for trust, you chose to suppress the news instead. Trying to cover it up only made it more conspicuous, and everyone believed I seduced the judges at the piano competition!"
"As for the fashion contest where I was accused of plagiarism! I said it was my own work, but Juliana cried and claimed it was something she stayed up all night to finish. You believed Juliana instead of me..."
"As a result, I was expelled from school, and you, ashamed, threw me abroad, out of sight and out of mind for three years..."
Arabella's throat felt sour, yet she held back, standing tall with a spine straight as an arrow. Sadness could not be hidden in her eyes, but she faced it all with a clear sense of resignation.
"Is it because I didn't cry and make a scene like other girls that I couldn't gain your attention or pity? Do you think you've done enough, that you've fulfilled your moral obligations?"
"But have you ever thought that it was you... who pushed me into the abyss."
