Elsa
I listened to Anna's reasoning of everything that he's done right. I looked at her, trying not to show that I was almost in tears. "That doesn't even matter," I said. "He doesn't plan on coming back at all, and it's kind of pointless loving someone who's dead. It'd just cause a lot of pain." I gave a small chuckle, but it quickly faded. I turned away from Anna, not letting her see me cry. After a couple of minutes, I regained myself and looked at Anna. "Is this what love is like? Being this confused about your feelings for someone?"