I never asked for details. I have never pressed you for details about your life. Not once.

But you start talking about the man I love as if he's the same as that evil man and think I'm just going to sit back and go, oh, yeah, that's fine and not point out the differences, then you don't know me at all.

I'm sorry for what you went through, I feel for you, I get that your conversation brought up horrible memories, but some things I'm not gonna let slide.

You said that you get he's different, fine, enough said on that topic.