“Milan. I cannot tell you how sorry I am that…I do not know how you could ever believe me, but I did not know that your sickness was due to the bond. That it was due to me.” “Tell me your side of the story, then, if you have one, because I cannot fathom why you would so object to a simple touch of hands each night if it wasn’t to harm me. Whatever you say, you knew the bond was suffering. You wanted it that way.”
