“For what,” Silvia said.
Outside it was clearly dawn now.
“For you ,”Viola replied.
“You are a cruel beast, ”Silvia said again.
When you h**e lived as long as I h**e, Viola replied, you find that cruelty and benevolence are but shades of the same color. H**e you made your choice?
Silvia dried her tears, picked up her big scythe, and tied it around her waist. She slowly walked toward the door, her head hung low.
I love you, Viola said, as she passed her by.