I just…don’t want anybody to think of me like that. He acted like I killed her, out of incompetence or even malice, as if I lashed out because I didn’t like her. But I did like her. I looked up to her, and thought of her as a friend. And all along, she was betraying us. She was the first one to believe in me, and even now, I don’t know how much of that was a lie.’
