Caitlyn had been steadily losing her mind.

It’s like she has ‘revenge-tunnel vision’.

Vi’s fist tightens.

“Cupcake..” Her voice is shaken. She looks a lot different than before, black dyed longer hair, a black jacket, bruises everywhere.

“I don’t want to fight you…” Vi looks into Caitlyn’s far eyes.

And yet she stands next to her sister..

The murderer of Caitlyn’s mother.