Just Wanting Another Child?

George is such a person, very proud, a trait tied deeply to his upbringing. He has an inherent insecurity, always fearing others might look down on him. Since founding Elevate, he seems to have found a backbone, relishing being flattered.

I had always known about this flaw of his, but back then I didn't want to admit it—perhaps loving someone blinds you to their faults. So, whenever this happened, I would cover up his shortcomings and downplay his flaws.

But now, faced with George's various betrayals, the harsh reality forced me to admit that a man who could betray his own sister was despicable. How could I talk about love?

What remained was nothing but disgust. It seemed I had escaped the foolish blindness caused by my love for him, making his shortcomings painfully clear to me.

I glanced at him; his eyes were still snake-like, watching Joy's departing figure, his face twisted in displeasure. I found myself inwardly cursing him vehemently, "Scoundrel!"