Elijah's words cut through her. The memories made her nauseous. The conflicting loyalties suffocated her. The veracity of those words froze her brain. She didn't want them to be true. But wasn't she the one who had fetched Elijah, that day so shortly before Simon's arrest when her father had beaten him once again? Had she not disobeyed and betrayed and ripped her heart in two, because she knew it was true and something had to be done? Yet to hear Elijah say such things to her father ripped it in two all over. Her lip trembled. A warm tear rolled down her cheek. She sniffed as quietly as she could.