“ ”One Jedi, then,” Padmé offered to the others. At least let me speak the truth to my love. At least. Please, she pleaded with them silently. “There is one Jedi—one whom I truly know all of us can trust absolutely…”
Her voice trailed off into appalled silence when she realized that she wasn’t talking about Anakin.
This had been all about him when she’d started—all about her love, all about her need to be open with him, the pain that keeping this secret stabbed her heart at each and every beat—but when the thought had turned to trust, when it became the question of someone she knew, truly and absolutely knew, she could trust—
She discovered that she was talking about Obi-Wan. ”
You killed her because, finally, when you could have saved her, when you could have gone away with her, when you could have been thinking about her, you were thinking about yourself.
It is in this blazing moment that you finally understand the trap of the dark side, the final cruelty of the Sith-
Because now your self is all you will ever have.