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Candace is too afraid to face her fears head on. That is the only difference.
She takes my hand and stands up. “You will kill me.”
“You don’t want to hurt people any longer.”
“I shouldn’t want to stop,” she murmurs, “I never used to care if other people had to die to keep me alive. I do not know what has gone wrong with my brain. It is as if humanity has infected me. I feel things I don’t want to feel. I am broken.”
“It is not bad to feel things.”
“I don’t want to feel anything anymore. I am the last one left. You were right. I should not be here.”
She moves past me, going to the door to the back yard.
I watch as she unlocks it and steps outside.
I follow her into the garden, where she goes to the edge of the fence and sinks to her knees.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
“I am done with this life,” she tells me, as she picks berries from the plant that’s peeking through the fence.
I will not stop her if she wishes to end her own life.
She has done many terrible things.
It was in her nature to do them.
There was nothing inside of her telling her it was wrong.
I do not know how she managed to figure that out for herself.
She has grown more than the others, but that doesn’t mean her nature won’t win out in her struggle if she is left here to try and become something better than the sum of her parts.
It is too late for second chances.
Change is only possible to a certain extent, and it seems she has reached her limit.
“You cannot fight who you are,” I tell her.
“This is my fight,” she says, putting the berries into her mouth.
She chews and swallows swiftly, wincing at the taste.
“Existence is misery,” she murmurs as she leans back against the fence.
She reaches for more berries, but she doesn’t live long enough to put them in her mouth.
I let out a sigh as she slumps over, her body sliding to the ground.
It is over. The chimera are gone.
Chapter Twenty
Fox
IamhelpingScratchdirect the children out onto the street when Scar steps out of the front door and comes toward us. I can tell by the look on his face that it is done, and Snake’s hiss confirms it.
I move toward him quickly. “It is done?”
