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He hated Alcina.
Not nearly as much as Miranda, of course. Nothing could rival that internal hatred for her. But it couldn't be overshadowed by how much he hated Alcina. That bitch of a woman. That pompous, narcissistic, selfish, backstabbing bitch.
How could he ever think they were family?
How could she ever make him think that she cared?
Why did it hurt whenever he heard a jazz record sing?
