We led her back into the room and she settled in my chair. I leaned against the wall and saw as Grace glanced towards her daughter with fright more than worry.
"Carol, you can tell her what you want," Sebastian assured.
Carol remained silent for a few seconds before her bell-like voice rang in the room. "Mom, I was like this from the beginning. I understand why you wanted to kill me. It would have made your life easier. I am sorry for killing those kids... I didn't know any other way." She paused. "Don't blame yourself, though. As I said, I was born with it." Though the words were heartfelt, the tone in which she said it was dead. She was not pretending to feel any emotions like she had done previously. She told it in a truthful manner.
It was commendable.
