“I’m so sorry. I loved you all—I adored you all—I thought I was doing the right thing.” She was a crumple of misery. “Tell me that you’re sorry you lied, you bastard!” “I lied to you,” he said. “They’re dead because of me—I let them die because I thought that was easier … and I have regretted it for nearly ten thousand years. I love you so much, Mercy; I will love you three until the end of time, until there is nothing left of me but the remnant atoms of the God and man who loved you.”
