It had just come to her. After everything he lost, she had little consideration and waged her sorrow. Turning, Integra faced Cronqvist as if she just had the answer of her buried woes. “Do you say…” her voice died in wonder. She made a pause and turned her body completely.
“He must have wanted to end his life before watching me age and fade outside his life?” she asked with something akin of hope. “That he rather not outlive me as he did to everyone else?”