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“Obviously you are. You’ve changed Helda.”
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“Good. You never answered. Who are you?”
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“Thank you.” She turned to the man. “He said he apologizes.”
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The man was thrown to the ground. He stood up, his lip bleeding. “I’ll let that slide. Don’t do it again.” “Don’t provoke him,” Helda said. “I can’t lose you.”
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“I…I trust you. Thank you.” She stood. “It won’t work,” the man whispered to Tayen.
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“But…they’ll change me. I won’t be myself. I won’t remember.”
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“How will you stop them?”
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“We did. You’re right, you are my purpose. But…what if my purpose changes because of what I’ve done before? They will change me.”
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“That…I said that because of what I was made for. Because of what was done to me. Because of what I did to myself.”
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“But…what if I am? What if that’s what I’m meant for?”
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“No! Never! I would never use you! But…that’s still what’s happening, what’s going to happen if we continue.”
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“It wasn’t. You don’t know. You can’t. And I’m going back now, I’m choosing to.”
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“I wasn’t. I chose it willingly. And…have I changed? Did I choose to change?”
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“No…not that. I…I chose my fate. I chose to be used.” She cried into his chest, trying to feel the comfort she usually did with him, but it wasn’t there.
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“He…he’s right,” she sobbed.
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“Yes, she is. That is what she was made to be. She chose to be.” At that, Helda completely stopped translating and began sobbing in great heaves, dropping to the ground.
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“We made her how she was meant to be. You broke her.”
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“Her happiness is unrelated. She was created to serve a purpose.” Helda was silently crying, translating in a shaky voice.
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“You ruined her. Who are you?”
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The first man looked at Tayen. “So who are you, and what have you done to her.”
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“I…I hope you’re right.” She turned to the man. “We’re coming.” “Excellent,” he said, motioning for the other two to take Helda and Tayen. “Walk with me for a moment.”
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She let him hold her, her tears falling freely. “Thank you,” she whispered.
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“You…you shouldn’t. I want you to, but you won’t be happy. This isn’t good work.” She squeezed her eyes shut as tears began to form.
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“It’s ok. I’ll go with them. Just…promise you’ll be there when I get back. Don’t leave me again.” There was a pleading in her eyes.
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“You may, if that is truly your wish. However, turn against us and we will eliminate you.”
