Victor's eyes flickered with a strange light listening to me. He continued to look at me with a knowing gaze. I could say my words didn't affect him like they used to. Not this time.
"You sure underestimate her a lot, Alastair," at last he said squinting his eyes. "She had always been different," he said concluding his point.
I knew he was right. I knew he was telling me the obvious thing in the world. She was different and that was the problem. She was capable enough to take all his misery out of his life and had given him a brand new one filled with happiness and hope. It was something that never happened to me.
I might also have got this new life and get to live in this world again. This time Edward was nowhere near Flora so I had no problem loving her as well. Still, something was off balance and I couldn't understand what it was. I couldn't be happy as this Victor. I was nowhere near him.
With a sigh, I turned around and walked to the window.
