"Vera!" Kris Cooper seized her arm. "You know my temper. I won't leave unless you explain things clearly to me."
"Fine!" She threw off his arm. "You want to know, don't you? Fine... I'll tell you! Why I want to leave you—it's because I hate you! I hate the Cooper family, I hate your father, I hate Ashton, I hate Glimmer... I hate this world! Why? Why did you have to be Christoper Cooper's son? Why did I have to fall in love with you? Why did your father have to destroy Walter Wave? Even if we were your rivals, why did he have to do it that way? Can you imagine how much it hurt when I saw my father fall to the ground?!"
Kris Cooper stood motionless for a few seconds before he began to understand what she was saying.
"No, Vera!" He reached out and held her shoulders. "Listen to me. Things are not as you imagine..."
