I'm not asking for any. [The bitter, hurt emotion is a struggle to keep out of her voice. Like a dagger his words pierce her heart, and she swallows thickly. That isn't what she's trying to say either. She's grateful for what she has, she is. He just...keeps putting feelings and words into her mouth that aren't there.
The hatred is only one sided. Her voice hardens, but takes on a quiet edge, unwilling to grow anymore emotional than she feels.]
I'm not going to stop growing and desiring for the sole reason that someone unhappy with me doesn't believe that I should ever want or have more. I'm much more selfish than that.
[So much more selfish, but she doesn't have to get into all of that. Already enough has been said.]
If you don't care, then it shouldn't matter to you at all how I'm addressed. [Sharp and to the point. He doesn't have any reason to interrupt. His words scream of contradiction.] Mind your own business and stop antagonizing me.