How the hell did I get here? Of course. Of course, I couldn’t. Of course, I couldn’t come up with an antidote. How could I when there was a spy watching my every move? Every time I thought she was being helpful with an antidote formulation she was really sabotaging me. She knowingly allowed more of my people to die. She willingly prevented me from saving so many lives. How many lives? There were too many to count.
An odd emotion had begun bubbling up in me. A hysterical laugh escaped my lips and it hollowed me out as it passed through me. I had a terrible phantom sensation of something dying inside me, and I gripped my stomach as more laughs came, uncontrolled and unstoppable.
“Hatice.” My brother was looking at me worriedly, which only made me laugh more. He came up to me and kneeled,
