"Compared to Cindy, I'm nothing," declared Wendy, her voice cold. "Why? Is she so envious of me that she has to suppress me at every turn? In my eyes, she's just a frustrated individual who looks to reclaim her respect outside the home, leaving me to bear the shame publicly."
"You ask me why? This is why," Wendy said. "Maybe it's a habit ingrained from childhood - I just can't bear to see Cindy flourish. I will inevitably try to sabotage anything she does unless she keeps it from me."
"Very heartfelt indeed," Adrian acknowledged, nodding. "However—"
"You couldn't have managed all this alone. There must be someone pulling strings or partnering with you," Adrian continued.
"Name the person, and I can let you go," said Adrian, "Even better, I might even let your mother go."
Adrian used the word 'let'.
Wendy's pupils contracted.
As expected, the so-called sanatorium was nothing but an excuse.
Nothing more than a place to detain Christy Xenos.
