Salty tears traced paths thro

e who wept for a man who didn't

o fight. I pushed my body, day afte

k. The divorce was proces

s discharged. A stark, white envel

de the hospital. He held

pped from his hand. His

ther bouquet. She whispered somethi

ng closer. Her voice was pure venom. "He told me.

The flowers. Som

rying to hurt me again!" She threw her bouquet

flash of light. A sti

the ground. She clutched her

ly. "Cassidy! Are you okay?" H

He pinned my arms behind my back. "A

le. My face was pale. My lips

esh, angry burn mark on my back. "Apologize f

dened. He recoiled. A flicker of some

y with Cassidy's chest. She flew backwa

"Eleanor! What

finger. I flung it. It arced throu

e mud below. Its shine vanished. It

His grip was tigh

ecuted a perfect over-the-shoulde

walked away. My stride

neral. Eleanor Curry. I need to activate Pr

Project Falcon? Who are you? So

nd. "I am Falcon. And this is