When Piedmont died, I had to pay him back for my life. I found out there’s another debt to pay – for the privilege of being alive. I thought Sophie was my reward for trying to live a good life. Uh uh. There is no payoff – not now.

Am I ever going to see you again?

Isabel, yooou just don’t get it. It – doesn’t – matter. It doesn’t matter.

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