Rose looked at her sister. On the ground bleeding. Because of her. This is not what she wanted. Not at all. She was just going after the people who had killed her. That wasn't wrong. Then these two were trying to stop her. This was self-defense. Plus, they would have hurt Isabelle. They had wanted to cut out her kidney. She hadn't done anything wrong. Not really. But her little sister was lying on the ground dying.
"I never meant for this," she said.
Isabelle was looking at her with hurt in her eyes, instead of the love that had always been there. Her sister breathed her last breath. She went to go join her—wherever that was.