“You killed them,” I spit out. “They trusted you, and you killed them!”
“I just wanted the cure back! My daughter…she only has weeks left to live. Maybe days. Do you know what it’s like, watching your four-year-old child wither away in a hospital bed, and there’s nothing you can do? The cure was the only way to save her life!”
“But you have the cure now. I won’t tell anyone about this,” I lie as the wind twists my hair behind me. “You don’t need to do this!”
“I’m sorry, Elena. I like you. I really do. But once you came to me with the evidence, I had to stop you from going public with it. I don’t want to kill you, but this is the only way to tie up all the loose ends.”
My life is just a loose end to her. I want to shout at her that I’m a person, just like the others she killed, with goa
