fine. i donโt see the point in living. if i canโt have you then what is the point, right? nobody compares to you. iโll just waste away and crack until iโm just pieces of porcelain isolated in my home. you wonโt see or hear from me again.
why canโt you just accept the fact that agatha and i love each other?! the past is the past, morgan. and if in some past reality you did something nice for me (you didnโt), now youโre doing the opposite. leave me and my family alone.
what else can i do to show you that iโm the only one that can ever love you? after all the heartache and pain agatha put you through? for centuries? now she gets to have everything she wants? what did she do to make things go her way, huh?