"It's too late," she whispered. He whirled her around. "Don't say that! We are no better than animals if we cannot learn from our mistakes and move forward." She lifted her chin. "It isn't that. I don't want to marry you anymore." And she didn't, she realized ... He paled and whispered, "You're just saying that." "I mean what I say, Robert. I don't want to marry you." "You're angry," he reasoned. "You're angry, and you want to hurt me, and you have every right to feel that way." "I'm not angry." She paused. "Well, yes, I am, but that's not why I'm refusing you." He crossed his arms. "Why, then? Why won't you even listen to me?" "Because I'm happy now! Is that so difficult for you to understand? I like my position and I love my independence."