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The woman calling herself Marie laughed. “You were very easy to deceive, my dear Justina. Yes, I lied to you. No, I hardly gaslit you. That would have been entirely unnecessary. I did not even intend to make you love me. It was you who decided you wanted me. I merely played along.”
Justina seemed too shocked to reply, so Marie continued. “You aren’t special, you know. Really, you have no right to complain. I have done far worse to many.”
Justina spoke then. “You’re awful and - and evil.”
The woman who was not Marie smiled. “I suppose I am.”