He didn't want to be stopped. He was the kind of man that if he did want to be stopped... then he would stop himself before anyone else could. [So willful, so prideful. So hell-bent on deciding his own fate, that he wouldn't-- couldn't let anyone else direct him] No, even till the end, I think he hoped I would reconsider. He wanted the ones most important to him at his side to see the future he would create, to have every last moment with them, not to have to kill us as enemies.
[She knows he cared for her, in his own way, she has no doubts no matter what words were exchanged between them. But it's not as comforting as one might think. She's wondered many times if it wouldn't be easier if there was no love there to twist, to lose]