"I feel deceived and angry and betrayed. She was weirdly obsessed with me and I'm pretty sure it was because my dad manipulated her into it. I don't want her dead or anything but I never want to see her again. Oh, and I love you by the way, you dork. Happy?"
You smiled again, and hugged me, which hurt a little, but was worth it.
"I'm sorry for being jealous. Also...I had to kill some people. I think one of them might have been your dad."
"Yeah, I saw his body on the way out."
"I...I am so sorry. He tried to stop me and he had a gun. I was so mad and I..."
"You did the right thing. As long as he was alive mom and I would never have been truly safe. He was a narcissist and I'm pretty sure he didn't have a conscience anymore."
You were surprised at my apparent coldness, but you hadn't b
