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Shhh... We Heard Enough. You don’t buy me, Fallen. You don’t even get that option.
You can fantasize that money could lure her. The truth is, it never could.
She rejected the money. I rejected your money. No amount of money can push me away. Stop hiding behind Scarlett’s name or protection. That shield is gone. Now you stand alone with the consequences of everything you’ve done to all of us.
You cannot buy me, Fallen. No amount of money can make me leave Scarlett. You didn’t accept the rejection and that’s where the chaos began.
Money doesn't make someone want you.
Pressure doesn't make someone love you.
Playing the victim doesn't change the truth.
Some people call it romance. The rest of us call it manipulation.
Funny how some people think spending money entitles them to someone's attention.
Scarlett wasn't interested. A man accepts that and moves on.
Instead, you went after her friends, dragged everyone into the drama, targeted the men who collaborated with her, made life difficult for the people around her, and spread false stories to damage her friends' reputations. You pressured and blackmailed her until she felt she had no choice but to unblock you and respond.
And when that still didn't get you what you wanted, you played the victim, cried for sympathy, demanded "fairness," and tried to pressure her into making choices she never wanted to make.
The truth?
She was never the problem.
The problem was someone who couldn't handle hearing "no."
That's not love. That's manipulation. If there had been no pressure, no manipulation, no endless blackmail, no attacks on the men she collaborated with, and no attempts to force your way into her life, she never would have looked your way.
All of us supported her and stood by her, even while you harassed people, spread false stories, and tried to intimidate those around her. We stood with her against every attempt to pressure, guilt, or control her.
She didn't come back because she wanted you. She came back because she was too kind to ignore the damage being done to the people around her and the friends she cared about. She couldn't stand by and watch innocent people suffer for a situation they never created!!
Money couldn't buy her interest.
Money couldn't buy her respect.
So you played dirty, Fallen. Not just with her, but with everyone around her. You dragged her friends into it. You created problems where there didn't need to be any. You kept pushing until she felt she had no choice but to unblock you and respond.
But let's be honest, Fallen. Being noticed isn't the same as being wanted. And forcing a response isn't the same as earning one.
Money got you visibility.
Pity got you her access.
Neither got you genuine desire, Fallen
What happened to you at 12 may have earned her sympathy. But sympathy isn't a free pass. None of us are judging your past. We're judging your actions and no amount of pain excuses hurting other people.
Stop harassing her. Stop dragging other people into it. Stop trying to guilt, pressure, or blackmail your way into her life. Nobody owes you attention, and nobody owes you sympathy.
Shhh... We Heard Enough. You don’t buy me, Fallen. You don’t even get that option.
You can fantasize that money could lure her. The truth is, it never could.
She rejected the money. I rejected your money. No amount of money can push me away. Stop hiding behind Scarlett’s name or protection. That shield is gone. Now you stand alone with the consequences of everything you’ve done to all of us.
You cannot buy me, Fallen. No amount of money can make me leave Scarlett. You didn’t accept the rejection and that’s where the chaos began.
Money doesn't make someone want you.
Pressure doesn't make someone love you.
Playing the victim doesn't change the truth.
Some people call it romance. The rest of us call it manipulation.
Funny how some people think spending money entitles them to someone's attention.
Scarlett wasn't interested. A man accepts that and moves on.
Instead, you went after her friends, dragged everyone into the drama, targeted the men who collaborated with her, made life difficult for the people around her, and spread false stories to damage her friends' reputations. You pressured and blackmailed her until she felt she had no choice but to unblock you and respond.
And when that still didn't get you what you wanted, you played the victim, cried for sympathy, demanded "fairness," and tried to pressure her into making choices she never wanted to make.
The truth?
She was never the problem.
The problem was someone who couldn't handle hearing "no."
That's not love. That's manipulation. If there had been no pressure, no manipulation, no endless blackmail, no attacks on the men she collaborated with, and no attempts to force your way into her life, she never would have looked your way.
All of us supported her and stood by her, even while you harassed people, spread false stories, and tried to intimidate those around her. We stood with her against every attempt to pressure, guilt, or control her.
She didn't come back because she wanted you. She came back because she was too kind to ignore the damage being done to the people around her and the friends she cared about. She couldn't stand by and watch innocent people suffer for a situation they never created!!
Money couldn't buy her interest.
Money couldn't buy her respect.
So you played dirty, Fallen. Not just with her, but with everyone around her. You dragged her friends into it. You created problems where there didn't need to be any. You kept pushing until she felt she had no choice but to unblock you and respond.
But let's be honest, Fallen. Being noticed isn't the same as being wanted. And forcing a response isn't the same as earning one.
Money got you visibility.
Pity got you her access.
Neither got you genuine desire, Fallen
What happened to you at 12 may have earned her sympathy. But sympathy isn't a free pass. None of us are judging your past. We're judging your actions and no amount of pain excuses hurting other people.
Stop harassing her. Stop dragging other people into it. Stop trying to guilt, pressure, or blackmail your way into her life. Nobody owes you attention, and nobody owes you sympathy.