In the end it was a cold formal rerun of the obvious; the circumstances the same.
The facts realized that it was to be: accept blame that was not hers to take, or walk away.
She walked away.
Someone claimed to love her, but was not willing to meet her half way; there is no love worth that.
Compromising who you are, to enable someone else…is not healthy, nor is it a loving relation.
Walking away was like setting fire to part of her soul.
A part that would always bear the scar.