He'd gone mad. No, he'd gone past mad if such a thing were possible.
She needed to hear it. If she truly plans to risk her life, she can't die without knowing my true feelings!
It was her father's fault she could so readily deny her true self. Or was it Fersen's? No, it wasn't anyone's fault.
She deserves happiness. She won't be happy living in denial.
His mind reeled, going over the events in a circle. Pushing her to the bed, kissing her, ripping her shirt, declaring his feelings.
She didn't even fight me.
The look of pure fear in her eyes as she told him to go ahead and do as he would to her.
How can I face her now?
It was getting harder and harder to see out of his right eye, soon he'd be walking in eternal darkness. How could he stay by her side and protect her if he couldn't even see?
I'm sorry, Oscar. You'll never forgive me, but I'm so sorry.