“Anders, it's not what you think.” Her voice cracks as she speaks. “I-”
He turns his back to her, an indication that he's not willing to listen. Not at this moment. Not later. Not ever.
Electra closes her eyes and more tears slips down her cheeks.
“Whether you believe me or not, Laurel became my granny too. I saw her as nothing less and I would do nothing to hurt her, nor will I do something to hurt you.”
His back is still turned to her as she sees him shaking his head. He doesn't believe her.
Can she really blame him? Laurel was all he had. He didn't get to say his fair well and he blames her for this.
Electra is questioning herself. Questioning her decision. Questioning her promise.
Did she do the right by keeping Laurel's secret? But how could she break the old woman's heart? S
