I'd have to be different than her, she was raised by mad people who were obsessed with turning her into a weapon.
My parents rarely said no to anything and supported me in everything I did. I suppose I can't really blame her for not wanting to lose someone whom she loved so dearly and who's life was so entirely backward around. He knew everything about her, and she knew very little about him.
But if someone can care when you're they're bespoke psychopath...