Alina paced back and forth, back and forth.
"I'm still in shock that you did this, Alina," Molly said. She'd just finished listening to Alina's brief but thorough explanation of the villain and what she knew of his purpose. "You just went along with his plan?"
"I didn't have a choice, Molly."
"Yes, you did!" Molly was breathing heavily. "Why did you have to tell me this? Don't you know it'll only make everything worse? I trusted you! You were the only one in my life that hadn't betrayed me, and now you go and do a thing like this? What kind of a friend is that?"
Alina was shocked and hurt. "Oh, so you wanted me to refuse Alexander's demands and watch people in other cities get hurt?"
Crossing her arms, Molly lowered her head and began to cry again.
"Molly, I don't like this mess any more than you do. In fact, I think I've got the far worse end of the deal. I have to say that I don't think you're being rational about this, and - "
"Not being rational?" Molly shot back. Standing from where she'd been sitting on the porch, she turned to look Alina in the eyes. "Not being rational? Well, excuse me, ma'am, but you weren't forced to confess your deepest, darkest secret in front of the citizens of Summeridge! I think I have a right to be hurt!"
Letting out a sharp breath, Alina put her hand on her heart as though doing so would numb the pain she felt. "I know, and I'm so sorry it happened, Molly. But I need you to listen to me. If I wouldn't have helped Alexander, I don't know what would have happened. I didn't have much of a choice, Molly. What would you have done?"
Molly buried her face in her hands. "I'd have killed myself. That's what I would've done. Either that, or hunted the - " here, she inserted a rather foul word - "and killed him myself."
Alina was taken aback by her friend's words and tone of voice. "Molly..." she said, then stopped.
"I don't care what you say, Alina. This man is ruining our town, and he's ruining the lives of his victims. There is nothing pitiable in him!"
"Did I say I pitied him?"
Molly gave Alina a condescending look. "You didn't have to say it, Alina. It's written all over you."
"Maybe I'm feeling the same compassion for him as God feels."
Molly turned to walk inside her house. She was about to close the door when she met Alina's eyes. "I have a message for your villain."
Alina stood silently. Finally, she asked quietly, "And what is that?"
"Tell him God hates him."