It was not me

Yes, you are mistaken. I am not her. She decided to put an end to it- to the years that had seen her alternate between pretentious happiness and irrational unhappyness . To the tempestuosness that marked her life and her preferences.

No, you are mistaken. She decided to put an end to it. She didn't fully get there, the last time I saw her, but she will. Just let her be, won't you? You still have me to bother about, until she returns.