She was like a cockroach, lurking in the dark, watching their every move, imagining she was the one by Horace's side.

The more Kira saw, the more she loathed Rita. She was filled with regret. Back then, Rita had got lucky. She thought she should've gotten rid of Rita while she had the chance! All those emotions built up, ready to blow, and the sight of them at that restaurant triggered the explosion.

Tyrone laughed, almost disbelieving. "I think you've lost it." Not wanting to engage further, he turned to leave.

"Stop!" Kira froze for a moment and then yelled, “Stop right there! Do you still see me as your mother?"

But all she got in return was Tyrone's back as he walked away.