03-28-2010, 05:25 PM
Alex listened to Silvia's words, and she would see a tear fall from his eye, and land on her shoulder. "I love you, Silvia...I love you, so much," he cried, not believing something so...so perfect could exist. "You are perfection," he whispered, trying to control his emotions. When he finally had control of himself, he said, "Let's get somewhere more private. Jacob has had enough milk, I think," he said, trying to pull her to their room.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.