You could at least act like it was difficult, I snapped.
Carl's dark eyes glinted with anguish. "No, it wasn't. Actually, it's not. What I want to say is, "I love you so much, and I'm sorry."
My head trembled. “Yeah? Tell me, did you even try to fight him off? Because he had been so weak in his efforts to seek his son's forgiveness, I already knew the answer was negative. Did David instantly get his way, as he often does with you?
It wasn't a very pleasant thing to say, but I wasn't in a very good mood at the time, and it was accurate. Carl, too, was aware of the truth, although he became tense as a result. I know you're unhappy, he told me frankly. If I tell you this is the last thing I want to do, believe me, you'll understand that I have no other option.
And yet, he did, and my rage overflowed beyond my ability to contain it. Everything started to quake as the storm became worse outside. “Right. I created it because you insisted."