“I understand that it was Derian who spoiled everything; he purposefully tainted your view of me and forced you to follow him. I know that none of what happened was your idea or your desire, Eena. She didnt get up, but spoke from her curled position. Her voice was weak, still heavy with despair. Derian never forced me to do anything. But if he hadnt influenced you, we would be enjoying a pleasant dinner again, telling stories and laughing. Im sure that would be the case. You would be happy¦¦and so would I. Eena chuckled without amusement. You have to admit we shared some very enjoyable evenings, didnt we? Theres really no reason why we cant put this whole mess behind us and start from where we left off. He sounded genuinely serious. You forget, she reminded him, I heard your conversation with the Ghengats. This isnt about Derian, its about you.”
