A/N: Because sometimes, the worst happens.

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"I love you."

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"It will be okay."

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"I promise."

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"I won't let them take you."

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Words whispered in the dead of night, vows of silence and of trust and of love. Two girls, alone in the world. Alone, even together.

She keeps every word.

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She, however, doesn't.

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"What are you doing?"

A tired sigh.

"You know what I'm doing."

…a stuttered breath, a tight throat. Disbelief.

"You-you betrayed us?"

No answer. A look. Contempt where there was once only acceptance.

"How could-I trusted you. I. Trusted. You."

She breaks. She runs.

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"He had to be stopped."

She grit her teeth.

"No. You just had to succeed."

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Dip. His blood on the ground.

Her knees with it.

Her hand on his.

He is as cold as his eyes once were.

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Raven hair and a liar's smile haunt her every dream. But the dead pay no debts to her.

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Someone has to pay.

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Years later, Sherringford Vernet meets her.

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He pays in a coin of blood. Of bone. Of trust and of love.

Because she was too weak to do anything Before.

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She's not weak now.