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I'm glad I don't care what she says. When she talks, I'm never a woman. I am an animal. I am a man. I am a monster. I am an it. I am hideous. Never a woman.

I don't mind that though, because whatever she says, it's only words. And words sting. Words ache. But they're not real.

And then she smiles and says she's sorry. She holds out her hand and I forgive her. But I still don't care what she says.

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Ali gives her a look. "Who?"

"My sister."

"Why do you forgive her?"

"Because I live in the same house as her and it's hard to carry anger all the time."

"You don't know how to be unforgiving without anger?"

"I suppose I do. But forgiveness is simple if it's only words."

"Insincerity is bad for the soul."

"She has moments of kindness."

"So do serial killers."

"I know. I don't know why I forgive her. I don't have a people-reason."

She's quiet for a while before replying.

"Your forgiveness isn't going to buy her love."

Something passed over her face. Something that was a lot like pain.

"I know."

Ali reaches out without a word, pulling Victor into a hug.

She hugged her back, feeling a rush of gratitude that she didn't need words anymore.

"Better?" she whispers, not ending the hug yet.

"Yes," she said quietly. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

She smiled shyly.

She pats Victor's hair lightly. "I know how she makes you feel, and I'm sorry."

((Is it wrong of me to wish Victor's sister were in the Nexus so Ali could beat some sense into the bitch?))

((It's not wrong at all.))

She nodded. "Thank you. It'll get better once I move out."

"Yes, that will do a lot to keep you out of her reach, if you maintain your boundaries with her."

"I intend to. Thank you again."

"You're welcome."

She nodded, smiling.

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