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better?”

Sarah hesitated.

“For a few hours. Afterward, no.”

“Do you regret it?”

“I regret allowing pain to drive me toward destruction,” Sarah admitted. “I do not regret making sure my home never became Rita’s reward.”

Victor rested his elbows on his knees.

“I don’t even know who you are anymore.”

Sarah looked directly at him.

“That is the tragic truth, Victor.continue reading …