Leonard's POV:

I desperately wanted to give her something, and she looked into my eyes, a look she couldn't realize for herself, how pathetic she looked. This pity made my heart feel like it was missing a corner, and I desperately wanted to give her something, or at least not so pathetic.

I have always loathed the weakness of others, I think it is a sign of inability to defend oneself, I hate all weakness. I made her grow up with my own hands, so that she would not cry and be timid. But when she looks at me like this, I pity her for her nothingness.

Ellie had a...