"Oh, Cole." She sighed softly and reached up to cup his cheek in her hand delicately, eyes searching his face.
"You're right," she said after a long moment. "Not about all of it, but about... You have done bad things." She swallowed thickly-- she really didn't want to think about all that entailed. "I'm not going to lie to you. I'm not going to pretend like that doesn't make a difference to me, like I don't care about that, b-because I do. But..."
She bit her lip, thinking over her words carefully. "But I also...think I've begun to understand why. And it doesn't make the hurt you've caused matter less, but it does-- it does help me forgive you." Cautiously, she offered another smile, letting the pad of her thumb stroke over his cheek. "Because no matter what I believe, the fact is you didn't think you had a choice. And that...that matters. You're not a monster, Cole. You're not like your father."
Rather abruptly, she leaned in to hug him again, sighing, "And I forgive you. I know you think you're not worth it, but you are. You are to me. And I promise, I'm going to stay with you until you can find a way to accept that."