That foolishness is what people call pride. That pride that you'd die to protect... why can't I have it? Did you pity me? Up until now, I was just powerless and pitiful to you. So you thought I'd take any helping hand offered to me. Right?
I realize I didn't like you. I just wanted to meet someone that understood me. I didn't know that you were speaking from the diary. I had mistaken it for love.
