[ But he's not really listening. He's too absorbed by the argument in that room. A low, level voice - always so fucking calm, his father, for all that he was a madman and a monster he always stayed calm - responding to him.
"As you wish. Of course, you know that it won't undo what you did."
And then a commotion, a clatter, and a scream. A woman's voice. Nadine's. "Byerly, don't!" And By can't help it; even knowing that this is not Nadine, that it isn't really her, he stumbles a few steps forward towards the noise. ]
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[ But he's not really listening. He's too absorbed by the argument in that room. A low, level voice - always so fucking calm, his father, for all that he was a madman and a monster he always stayed calm - responding to him.
"As you wish. Of course, you know that it won't undo what you did."
And then a commotion, a clatter, and a scream. A woman's voice. Nadine's. "Byerly, don't!" And By can't help it; even knowing that this is not Nadine, that it isn't really her, he stumbles a few steps forward towards the noise. ]