When we returned to the subject at hand, Edwin’s expression turned serious again. He said, “Before I set off that bomb, I already knew how it would go. You’d survive. Only Amy and I would die.“That was going to be my way of paying them back for raising me.”He paused for a moment, then shook his head and continued, “Correction: they raised me, but they never taught me anything.“Everything I learned growing up was just hate. Hate piled on top of more hate.“It got so overwhelming, I started questioning it. It made me sick.“Then, I met you.”I quickly waved my hand and said, exasperatedly, “Spare me the sentimental talk. I get the gist.”Then, looking at the two restraining devices on his shoulders, I hesitated slightly before asking, “So... what are you going to do now?”Edwin pretended to think it over. Then, he wore an expression of utter resignation and self-pity.“No clue. The assassination failed, and you don’t want me around anymore. I guess I’ll head to a dangerous sp
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