I never wanted to hurt her. So long as I lived, my only thoughts were to leave Sydney Bristow alone, and not involve her in my crazy way of life. So Fate, being cruel, twisted the tables and put me smack-dab in the middle of her crazy life, which I didn't even know existed. And, now she and her father are putting me back to where I worked so hard to leave.
After being tortured so brutally, they said it was my only option. Funny that should be mentioned, because 15 years ago, it was my only option then too: the only way to escape my hell of a life. At the time, it wasn't much of a hell, but it was. So at 19 years of age, I took up heroin. Two years after, I vowed to stop. What happened those months was my secret, never to be shared.
It was something I never wanted to do again: to thrive on the high that I needed to survive: to not be able to go on any further without an injection.
So I pick up my needle. Little do I know, this time's my last.