"I'm not who you think I am!" He yells, in anger. You just found out he's a deatheater and he's been hiding it from you.

"Blame me all you want! Why should i care?--- hell! Why should you care?" Does he not know that during this entire time you've developed feelings, does he not know? Every day when he'd come back from 'training' he'd have cuts and bruises which you'd nurture. why should you care?