"I.. don't... know.." Luc had tears in his eyes.
"That's what I thought." Alexandre said harshly.
"Lex, listen.. I.."
"No, I don't want your excuses." Alexandre snapped.
"Brother please!" Luc cried. Alexandre turned to leave. "I was just so angry." Luc whispered. "I couldn't see that I wasn't just angry at you, but I was angry at myself." A tear ran from Luc's eye.
"I was sick and I wouldn't admit it. Gen probably had the disease before you came in the house that night." Luc turned his head. "She was probably going to die anyway, but I didn't know then that you probably could have satisfied yourself with a few mouthfuls of blood. So I've spent all these years wondering if I could have saved her if I hadn't interfered, or if she was destined to die all along." Luc's tears
