Amy looked down at her feet.
“And most of all, you just leave dad to suffer, when you could have healed him? You lash out at me, here, when I’m trying to mend fences and be your sister?”
Ouch.
You’re not doing a great job, Victoria, but that’s not entirely your fault.
“You want to know who I am?” Amy asked. Her voice sounded hollow. “I’m Marquis’s daughter. Daughter of a supervillain.”
And there it is. She finally let out the fact that she found out who he was.
Also, hang on, wasn’t the fact that she was the daughter of a villain, not just which villain, part of what she was trying to hide in Agitation?
“Marquis?”
Amy nodded.
Evil guy, ‘bout yeah high, makes bones sprout from his fingertips?
“How did you find out?”
“Carol left some paper out. I think it’s under my pillow, if you want to look for it.”
“You have his genes, but you’re Carol and Mark’s daughter,” Victoria replied, her voice firm. “And they’re going to be worried. Come home.”
See, that’s better. Now that Victoria has some information, she can actually figure out a good thing to say.
“They don’t care. They don’t love me, not really. Trust me, this is better for everyone.”
I think you’re very wrong about that, Amy. Especially about Mark.
“I love you,” Victoria said, stressing the ‘I’. She dropped to the ground and stepped closer.
“Even if you are right, there’s still someone who wants you to stay.”
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