Her words echo repeatedly, and my heart retaliates. For the first time, I think I need to put her in her place. I just can’t let it pass. She doesn't even know what I've been through. She doesn't even know what his son did to me. I am just not anyone. I am not a pushover. And I know my self-worth, so with my head held high, “I think there's something you're not aware of, Barbara. You may think that given the fact that Seid and I dated almost a decade now, err, will ensure our future together. You see, your son made a terrible mistake, which you could ask him later by the way, and I am making myself clear now, that I am not desperate for his love, nor a pushover to forget what he just did.”