There goes the Dark Knight. Utterly
dispirited, completely broken apart by the Ice princess' betrayal. He
gave her all and was still willing to give more. But all he ever meant
for her, everything he stood for and fought for with his blood and
tears...all these disappeared...disregarded in just one night...one
gullible night.

"how could she do this to me?", he ponders "i thought she loved me"

And everyday now is a struggle for
him. The pain is like a poison, corrupting the strongest of emotions
that he ever felt for her. He still fights but he knows if he lose this
fight against his very self he would lose her too. He knows he should
leave her now. But his heart still, after all she's done, continues to
hold on.

And he has nobody to run to. Nobody to tell of her capital sin. No shoulder to cry on. Nobody to give him strength to go on.

And everyday, every tick of the clock...she continues to lose him.

It's her fault. She gave up forever in exchange of one foolish night.