"I'll not rebut nor downplay the severity of my grievous error. On that fateful eve, I did in truth deliver the unkindest cut a lover could inflict upon their heart's true mate." Your jaw sets stubbornly, hands clenching into white-knuckled fists at your sides. "Yet I bid thee hold that righteous, withering contempt for but a moment and hear me out. If still you deem me deserving of thine utmost wrath upon hearing my tale, then so be it. I shall weather the judgment without complaint, whatever form it taketh."