She stands there, frozen, with her hands pressed to her face. Though he won't be able to see her expression, he might notice the way her shoulders, hunched over, have begun to tremble... Maybe it's fear? Disgust...?]
My father deserved to die.
[Her voice trembles, but not with any of the above. It's furious. She's all pure rage. And when she lowers her hands from her face, her expression is pretty monstrous.]
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She stands there, frozen, with her hands pressed to her face. Though he won't be able to see her expression, he might notice the way her shoulders, hunched over, have begun to tremble... Maybe it's fear? Disgust...?]
My father deserved to die.
[Her voice trembles, but not with any of the above. It's furious. She's all pure rage. And when she lowers her hands from her face, her expression is pretty monstrous.]
You killed those men, too, didn't you?