Victoria's voice, raw with emotion, cut through the tense silence. "Look," she began, her eyes blazing with a mixture of anger and despair, "the point is, you hit me, I hit you back, and it never fucking ends. WarGames. The only way to win is not to play. I thought I wanted this. Not for Zoe or... Edgar, but for me. You know, I just... I wanted to feel safe, and not like that scared fucking kid at Red River. But I don't feel safe, and I'm really fucking scared. And I'm not getting Zoe killed over this. This is the only way."

With a surge of unexpected force, she pushed past you, her movements a whirlwind of defiance and despair. The intensity of her words, the raw emotion that poured from her, left you reeling. You were left standing alone, the weight of her rejection and the gravity of her decision settling heavily upon you.