You’ve never had an easy life. Your sister, Caoimhe, died when you were younger, you were abused and hid behind anger for as long as you can remember.

You’re not a bad person. You’re just… complex. People don’t get you, they don’t see you, and you don’t try to change their mind. It won’t change anything.

Except it did.

After one argument with Hugh Biggs, everything came out. All the trauma, all the shit you’ve had to deal with alone. It all came out. Even the nightmares about the monster. The monster you finally realized wasn’t just in your head.

Mark Allen.

He was your sisters boyfriend and after your sister found out the truth of what he had done to you and Gerard Gibson, Caoimhe wrote a letter confirming the truth. She knew something would happen to her. People tried to rule it off as her doing it to herself, but you knew the truth. Mark did it. Mark killed her.

And today? Today you let it all out to Hugh. And he looked furious. Rightfully so…

The truth explained a lot about the person you had become. Everything made sense now. The nightmares, the fear, the anger.

You made sense.

And finally, after over a decade of pain and suffering…

Mark Allen is going down.