ZADE.


    Silence falls between us before she makes her way down the stairs towards me. She nces back at


    the open door before she offers me a smile.


    “Thank you foring today, and for all the research you have done. From the dates, it’s clear you


    began handling things from as soon as just two months after you were released.”


    I stay silent, looking at the woman in front of me.


    She might have gotten a slightly better life, but I think even if she was in my position, she


    would have made it.


    I don’t know what she’s been through, but there is a fire in her, and what I do know is she was pushed


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    Everyone works harder and pushes their boundaries when they have no option but to do anything to


    survive.


    “Thank you for defending me at the meeting. I appreciate it.”


    “I wasn’t defending you, I stated facts,” I answer, looking away and smoking my cigarette.


    “Well, you could have stayed silent, but you didn’t. I know my word is taken into ount


    and I do me myself for this, but I felt that we needed to learn from our actions. Even if it wasn’t a


    burden for Zion, I don’t think I would have chosen for us to forget everything. Our past, what happened


    to us, between us, everything defines us.”


    That’s true… in the end, things worked out.


    Surprising that we agree on something…


    “So you agree.”


    “I never said that,” I say now, looking into her amused eyes.


    “I know you thought it. Maybe it’s a twin thing.”


    “We have no bond.” I remind her of the obvious.


    “But I hope we will.”


    “Even after knowing my past?” I cock a brow. “I killed your mother, tried to kill your father. Remember?”


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    “Even after knowing your past. None of us are perfect, but there is good in you. I know there is.”


    I don’t know who she is convincing, but I don’t really care.


    “I’ve never seen Valerie happier in my life,” she says softly. “There’s something different about her.


    She’s always been the no–nonsense type. Always telling me fact from hope and not standing for any


    BS, but now she’s a girl in love and it makes me so happy to see her so content.”


    She stops, ducking her head, but I see the glitter of tears that she tries to blink away.


    There’s nothing to say, the way she worded that. I just don’t have anything to say… so I remain silent.


    “I am happy for you both.‘


    “Yeah, well, I don’t really care if anyone is or not. Are we done here?” I ask, there’s a limit to how much


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    She nods as if not wanting to push me and I feel a sliver of… guilt maybe? Not that I should


    care.


    I guess I can throw her a bone…


    “Valerie told me you didn’t seem to have an issue when she first mentioned it to you. I guess your


    words made it just that much quicker for her to stop fighting her feelings.”


    She smiles softly. “She was already smitten, but I meant it. But thank you.”


    I’m about to walk back inside when she grabs hold of my arm. “One question…” I nce at her, waiting


    for her to continue, but whatever it is she’s struggling with it.


    “What is it?”


    “Uhm, I wanted to ask something about Mom, when you… do you…”


    “Do I regret what I did?” I help her out.


    She nods.


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    “No. I hated that woman. I still fucking do. Even if things were different and I could and change things, I


    wouldn’t. I’d still kill her because she was willing to give up her children for her own selfish reasons.


    She didn’t care for either of us, she used us for her own selfish reasons. She was a monster. When I


    confronted her…”


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    I clench my jaw, remembering that moment, my eyes darkening as I continue. “I asked her if she ever


    regretted giving me up and she said no. She’d do it all over again because I could never be you.”


    She gasps, her eyes shing as she covers her mouth. “I’m sorry.”


    “Don’t be. I got my revenge.” I say almost cockily as I walk up the steps.


    “One more thing!”


    I stop at the door and wonder how long she had wanted these answers. “What?”


    “Dad… what about wanting to kill Dad?” I swallow hard. The truth was something I learned


    afterwards….


    “Seems he was just a victim, too.”


    Her heart’s racing and I hope she got the answers she wanted because I’m done with this


    conversation…