Meche started. So he knew about that. Why? Hadn't they made up some kind of fake story for her? Was threatening Domino supposed to be what had landed her here in "real life," too?
"I was angry," she blurted out, completely honestly. "You don't know what it was like in that office, day after day, all his comments....Does it say in there that he used to lock me in the vault when he thought I was talking back a little too much for my own good? And there was no way out! The only thing I could do was try to keep my head down--but God, it was just so tough!"
She felt her fists clenching in her lap, tension in her left hand and outright pain in her right. Meche forced herself to loosen them and flattened her palms against her thighs. "So when I saw a way to fix things, I just--took it," she said, more quietly.
Where were her delusions supposed to come into it? Was it just the same story, except that they all had different names and they were alive? Maybe it was dangerous to make herself sound like she'd been too sane then.
She was probably allowed to sound like she'd come to her senses, though, so Meche took a deep breath, controlled herself, kept going. Made it sound good. "It wasn't a solution; I know that now. It didn't fix anything. But at the time, I was just at my wits' end." She left out her conviction that she'd do it again in a heartbeat, given the chance. She was really the queen of sins of omission today.
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"I was angry," she blurted out, completely honestly. "You don't know what it was like in that office, day after day, all his comments....Does it say in there that he used to lock me in the vault when he thought I was talking back a little too much for my own good? And there was no way out! The only thing I could do was try to keep my head down--but God, it was just so tough!"
She felt her fists clenching in her lap, tension in her left hand and outright pain in her right. Meche forced herself to loosen them and flattened her palms against her thighs. "So when I saw a way to fix things, I just--took it," she said, more quietly.
Where were her delusions supposed to come into it? Was it just the same story, except that they all had different names and they were alive? Maybe it was dangerous to make herself sound like she'd been too sane then.
She was probably allowed to sound like she'd come to her senses, though, so Meche took a deep breath, controlled herself, kept going. Made it sound good. "It wasn't a solution; I know that now. It didn't fix anything. But at the time, I was just at my wits' end." She left out her conviction that she'd do it again in a heartbeat, given the chance. She was really the queen of sins of omission today.