"I was..." she muffles into the towel she has pressed against her face.
There's a long pause.
She moves the towel from her face to her neck.
"I was standin' up for myself. An' I was standin' up for... for whoever he'd'a hurt in the past, or will hurt t'come. Because men like him, they think they can do whatever they want, no matter the cost, no matter the sufferin' they cause."
She absently folds the towel back up, and drapes it over the sink.
"They can't. An' I wanted him t'know that."
Perhaps she underestimated just how ruthless and arrogant he is, though.
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There's a long pause.
She moves the towel from her face to her neck.
"I was standin' up for myself. An' I was standin' up for... for whoever he'd'a hurt in the past, or will hurt t'come. Because men like him, they think they can do whatever they want, no matter the cost, no matter the sufferin' they cause."
She absently folds the towel back up, and drapes it over the sink.
"They can't. An' I wanted him t'know that."
Perhaps she underestimated just how ruthless and arrogant he is, though.