[ sonia can't untangle the sick satisfaction from the way her mind recoils at all of this. she's breathing heavily, carried away, a part of her unlocked she didn't even know was there. maybe she really is more like her than she gives herself credit for. ]

You fancy yourself a coward. I know you do. But you're not a coward, Byerly. You are just a very short-sighted man. [ her own eyes are still stinging with tears, but she doesn't even notice them. ] Tell me -- if I had told you I loved you that night, what would you have done? I want to hear which lie you'll choose this time.