Attention is the most addictive drug ever invented. He was her dealer. There's always been something selfish about the satisfaction of talking someone out of suicide. Putting down the knife. Pushing through another day. Staying strong. Anything. It wasn't just about helping people for her, it was the idea of playing hero. Almost like playing God. Power. Control. The ability to save lives is a powerful thing. The satisfaction came with the control, not the preservation of life; and it was sick. Twisted. She didn't want him saved at all, not genuinely. Not unless she was the one saving him.
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