Le… Leonardo looked different, totally different. Unhinged, like the last thread holding it all together has snapped. And even though he looked scary right now, I felt… I felt sorry for him.

He was hurt. They were both lashing out. I understand the pain they were both feeling all too much. My father and I don't get along. We never did. Even when I was a little girl. So this situation right now was hard to watch, and my chest hurts too damn much.

So even though they had said a lot of things–some that didn't make sense–my heart still reached towards both of them, and… and Alexander’s words kept...