the tears were pouring from her eyes , dropping onto the floor , and he was behind her , holding her tightly , keeping her upright , running his hand down the back of her hair , telling her he was so sorry , that he would heal her , that he would ensure that it did not leave a scar , that he loved her so much , that she was not what that symbol implied , she could never be that , they were animals , they were sick , they were evil , and she was perfect , and he loved her , he loved her , he loved her i could have cried .