"I'm a horrible person, a bitch, and I hated her. But I also loved Anabelle to death. It wasn't even because I loved her brother more than my very own life. We just had a very weird dynamic outside of him, and it worked. I'll never forgive myself for running away. Maybe if I had tried to help, she would still be alive. I'm sorry that I didn't," Faiza said in a voice filled with regret.
Aveline didn't speak for a long time. She wasn't sure what to say now.
All she did was try to settle with all the revelations she just heard.
"You're not going to say anything?" Faiza interrupted her thoughts.
She gave her a quick glance, then returned to staring at nothing.
"Anyway, moving on from that. Let's talk about my connection to you."
"Your mother is dead," Aveline interrupted.
She blinked, a little stunned at how bluntly Aveline had dropped that.
But after a couple of seconds, she shrugged it aside. "I'm aware," she said.
"Are you also aware of how she died?"
