You can hear her smile as she struggles with a cough, exhaling a shakey breath. She's not going to be okay. She'd never going to be okay after what you've done. Your hands start to shake, a tear escape your eyes.

" I forgive you. " You know she's not lying, she was always weak to you. The call hangs up.

You go to put away you phone before it beeps for a long moment, a robotic voice cuts in saying the words (er) before the line goes dead.