"Speak up! Do you think that just because she died, I will love you? Do you think that without her, you could take her place in my heart? Let me tell you, in this life, you will never earn my love! You are nothing but a valueless tool, merely a pastime when I'm bored. You're not even worth a single hair on her head, what right do you have to compete with her!" Shane Winchester glared at Jackson Sully in front of him, his hatred reaching its peak, his every word piercing the heart.
Jackson Sully simply lowered his eyes, his quietness heartbreakingly poignant.
Tears rolled down his cheeks, one after another, as he silently endured, like a small plant in a storm, bent by the wild wind and soaked by the rain, voiceless yet incredibly resilient.
Shane Winchester clenched his teeth, watching as the teardrops still trembled on his cheeks.
Why her!
Why did it have to be her!
