*UNEDITED*
In the end this world is superficial, out of the hundreds, the millions of people who live here. How many honest people are there? No, how many genuine people? Anybody can be honest even to the point they are blunt and hurt people's feelings. It's a double edged sword, for fragile and broken people like herself. Evidently learning about her father's obvious dislike for her lead to her doubting people even more. It lead to her doubting her feelings.
Setsura remembered the day clearly, it made her mind blank. Ah, it was something she understood a long time ago. Yet when she finally heard him say it, she felt hollow and empty. It was strange, why would it affect her so much? She knew about it for a long time, so she should have been prepared. But, it still hurt her.