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[Eliade knows that the guilt she doesn't feel about wanting to be with Kitkat more than Viktor should bother her more than it does. She's gotten so used to having Kitkat around to help her and hold her that it doesn't feel like cheating as much as it is. Viktor has a hold on her she's having trouble shaking, because she loves him, but she would understand if that became loved. She's so confused, though, so she stays with him and keeps Kitkat hidden from the world, because that makes everything keep turning even if it hurts more.]

[Viktor scoffs at the cuts and mocks her for them; Kitkat puts bandaids and kisses on them and tells her she's better than that. So, of course she's crying right now.]

I thought I could fix 'em on my own for once...

[She swallows down a sob, rubs away tears with her free hand.]

I'm not as good as you, Kit.