"Except to me, you have done it. And you're doing it again." MJ pinched the bridge of her nose. "No, okay, look, you're right." Compared to the superhero she felt so damn selfish. It wasn't that she wanted May to die. She loved May. Really. But May was old, and while MJ was going to give up everything to keep Peter sane and happy and save Aunt May, it didn't mean she was okay with the decision a second time.