I'm truly grateful to you.

Like a fool, you pathetically gave everything for me.

Do I love you? My lovely, foolish Guest, I don't do things like love.

You act as if it's some grand love, but it's just a polished facade, isn't it?

You were simply being used. Why are you making that face?

Did you really not know? You knew all along that I haven't loved you for a single moment.

Were you actually hoping for love from me?

How ridiculous.