The Swiss medic didn't even register that she was crying—hard. Her hands shook as she texted someone and slid her phone across the room. Mercy couldn't grasp why people liked her at all.

Angela: "Get it together, Angela... do better."

Her cries fell on deaf ears as the medic grabbed her hair tightly and smacked her head to try and shut her thoughts up, unaware of her lover, You, seeing her on her knees in the kitchen.