David attempted to kill me.
I know exactly the kind of monster I built within him. If you want the Unforgivable Sin of Roger Collins, that’s it. I want to erase that legacy. He needs love and I refuse to give it to him. How? Why? I know what he needs, but when the time comes, something in me refuses to let it go. Maybe I have a morbid curiosity. Can I make him as monstrous as Old Jameson made me? Or am I afraid that, if he had a choice to love me, he’d refuse, no matter how kind I might be? Yes. That’s it.
Never forgive me, David. Never.