“I told you I never want to see you again, Marge.”
He whispered, but Marge smiled at him.
“Dear Alastair, did you seriously think that I would let you leave without saying goodbye?” She laughed. “Alastair, Alastair.” She shook her head while she sat down on the bed. She tried to reach Aurora, but Alastair didn't let her touch the little one. He moved away, holding her protectively.
“Don’t touch her.” He shouted at her, even if shouting hurt his throat.
Marge crossed her arms at her chest, pretending she was sulking.
“I could help you.”
“I don’t need your help. I just want to die in peace.” Alastair whispered, but his words only made Marge laugh.
“How pathetic creatures are you?” she shook her head. “But never mind. I thought you would choose to die before I started this all.”
Alas
