“I love you.” He looked into your eyes, his eyes clouded with guilt. Anastacius loves you, his feelings won't change even if he dies and lives again, but he can't afford to mortgage his goals for your love. His revenge overcomes his love for you, which used to bloom fragrantly, now withers lifelessly. His face was red with sadness and pain. He knows that simply apologizing will not be able to heal your broken heart. “...But not in the way that you want me to.”