Epilogue
There were worse things, much worse, whenever the memories returned to torment her head, she repeated those words to herself. She wanted to think that feeling sorry for herself would stop her, people who dwell too long thinking about the past opening the door to memories very often tended to get stuck in them.
There was no way in the universe that what had already happened could be changed, so why go back if that was only going to hurt you, there are worse things than losing a great love, worse things than living deceived, worse things than losing your loved one. family when you need it most.
The week of Lera's trial had been sad for all of Wraysbury to see a trustworthy citizen who had been given the position of director of the institute, that town had trusted her, they had left their children in the hands of a vile murderer, There wasn't much to say there, the truth was nothing played in his favor.