ARIA
I turn back. "No. Hate requires energy and emotion. I feel nothing for you, Vivienne. And that's worse than hate. You're my sister, and I feel absolutely nothing."
"Will that ever change?"
"I don't know. Maybe. If you actually do the work to become someone different. Someone who doesn't destroy people out of jealousy. Someone who takes responsibility for her actions." I pause. "But maybe not. Maybe what you did is too big to come back from. Time will tell."
"I really am sorry," she whispers. "For everything."
"I know. But sorry isn't enough. It's never going to be enough."
I leave before she can respond.
Dante is waiting in the hallway exactly where I left him. He takes one look at my face and pulls me into his arms.
"How are you?" he asks.
"I don't know. Empty? Sad? Relieved
