You shouldn’t talk like that about a good man.
She told me.
I tried to make him see what that man had done to me.
That he wasn’t a good man.
That he was a monster.
But she wouldn’t listen to me.
She told me he was a good man and I shouldn’t be telling lies about him.
But she didn’t know.
She didn’t understand.
She didn’t understand what kind of man he was.
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