In the ward at the convalescent center, Astrid held Helen's slightly cold hand, her eyes red.Seven years ago, there had been a massive fire. Her father, Conrad, had fought his way through the flames to drag her and Helen out, but he never made it. Since then, Helen's mind had never been the same.Right now, she sat there in a daze, clumsily gathering Astrid's hair and trying to smooth it out. "Your hair is so soft, Asta. It has to be brushed out to look pretty…""Mom, I'm going to divorce Reuben. It'll be just you and me from now on." Astrid wrapped her arms around Helen, a chill spreading through her chest."Divorce?" Helen jerked, and terror suddenly flooded her vacant eyes. She grabbed onto Astrid's collar with both hands, yanking and clawing like a madwoman. "Fire! It's burning everywhere! Asta, run! Don't let it burn you! Run!"She shoved Astrid away and snatched whatever she could reach from the table, hurling and smashing things in all directions."Mom, what's wrong?" Ast
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