LORENZO
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I didn’t have work to do. Not any pressing one anyway, but Isla was asking too many questions. I didn’t know how to tell her the truth just yet, not after hiding it from her for so long.
I had f****d up. Big time.
My intention had never been to fall for her. Now, my lies were coming back to bite me in the ass. Ricardo was right. I shouldn’t have played such a sick game with her. Then again, Ricardo was always right. I just didn’t care to listen to him.
Another reason I left her room was the fact that she had completely changed. She was looking forward to mass killing when she wouldn’t have tolerated a single kill before. I didn’t know how to feel about that. I was torn between guilt and pride. Guilt for changing her into something else and pride for knowing she wouldn’t he
