What was I thinking? Beleving her like that, what if I had listen to her words? Then I wouldn't be able to see take her last breath, I wouldn't be able to see her die. I wanted to kill her, but yet I loved her. Our love was strange, but unique.
We had meet that summer, I can't remember when. We talked for awhile, I fell in love that instant. Now though, the sorceress says that I was blinded by my love, the truth was that she hate me.
I found that out after Squall and his little band of misfits went to Timber. I went there to keep them from doing something stupid, but chicken-wuss did it anyway.
I watched as Rinoa and Squall tried to destory the sorceress. If she loved me she would have known my true ambition, to be the sorceress's knight, and she would not have helped Squall try to defeat her. Rinoa doesn't love me, no one does.
It doesn't matter now, soon Squall and Rinoa will be no more. Only there deaths can set me free from this personal hell. With Squall tortured, I mean interrogated, the others will come hopefully. Then I can watch them die together.