*CREDITS*
So... why investigate a cold case?
Why open an old wound and cause more suffering?
Because these wounds have closed dirty.
That's why.
And there can be no true healing
unless we're willing to tear them open
and confront what festers inside.
You know, Ember isn't very happy
that you're going to miss her 17th.
Well, I'm on a night shift.
T'boat hut not making you enough?
Not enough for the gift I'm getting her, no.
Don't like parties anyway.
It's just the pub.
I'm going.
Really?
Designated driver.
Mm.
I've got a feeling I'll be at all of Ember's birthdays
from now on anyway.
You're very taken with her.
Well, she's the real thing.
Bet you say that to all the girls.
No, Ember's special.
I'm not sure I can allow her to be with a man who doesn't know
to slice a bap away from his hand.
Ah...
Is it bad?
You sliced me hand open, Amy.
It's gone all the way to the bone.
You're lying.
It's quite confronting, seeing your own bone.
It's like a little look into the future.
I want to see your wound.
Wait...
I want to be your wound.
Right.
Look at it, Ember.
Look at it.
You put this sample in the evidence locker.
Do you know what it is?
It's Amy Knightly.
What's left of her.
Everything she was.
Everything she could have been.
All reduced to charcoal.
We were hoping to find the rest of her underneath
the basement of the boat hut,
but she's not there.
Help us find her, Ember.
Help us give her back to her mother.
I can't help you, because I don't know anything.
- You know he killed her. - No. I don't.
I don't know that.
When you sit opposite a suspect,
and they refuse to engage like an innocent person would...
what do you feel towards 'em, DC Manning?
Contempt.
Cos you're a detective,
and we are never not servants of justice.
Am I right?
I've told you everything I know.
Now, charge me or release me.
That's supposed to be your line, by the way.
Ember! What happened?
I'm out on bail. Suspended.
Well, you're just in time for breakfast.
Waffles and beers, in memory of her dad.
OK. Great.
Oh! What was that for?
For believing in him.
To Dad!
To Mack.
Er, easy.
Dad could do one of these in, like, five seconds.
Yeah, when he was 20, and probably not for breakfast.
Hannah, y-you've probably got some questions
about why I was arrested.
Yeah, cos the police are stupid fucking idiots
who have no idea what they're doing.
- They have some evidence. - Evidence can be wrong.
It can...
Hannah, the police...
I don't want to talk about this.
Just... not today.
Not on the anniversary.
I just want us to go to the lake and remember him.
The ashes.
No, Hannah, no, we-we're not going to be able to scatter them from the jetty.
Why not?
Why not? We have to! That is what he wanted us to do.
It's not going to happen!
Not today.
Hey.
What's so urgent?
I wanted to give you this.
A list of therapists.
All people I know and recommend.
OK...
I think you came to me because you wanted some questions answered
about your relationship with Mack.
I came to you because I wanted my insomnia sorted.
They're not easy questions to ask verbally.
So, you flirt with me
in the hope that my reaction will answer them.
OK, you've lost me now.
Ember, your text?
Oh, my God.
You want to know if the power imbalance mattered.
You want to know whose job it was to hold the line.
Under normal circumstances,
I would happily model the answer.
Oh, would you? Right, that's very nice!
But here, I can't.
Because I have feelings for you.
Are you asking me out, Casey?
There are some lines that can't be crossed.
However much we might like to.
Well, so what... so what is this, then?
Y-You're making a point?
I'm making a judgment.
That I am a serial fuck-up, but that you are better than Mack?
You are not a fuck-up.
You know, the grey areas outside of the psychology textbooks,
that's where real life takes place, Casey.
Me and Malachy want to go all the way.
All the way?
So, my mum's going away,
which means my dad will, too.
It's the perfect opportunity.
We're going to stay at the lake all night, you know,
watch the sun come up.
Make it special.
Come on.
You could... do it, too.
With Joe.
Have... sex with him?
Yeah. I mean... he likes you.
Don't you like him?
Well, I don't... not... like him.
I just, I just, er...
Amy, I don't know if you should have sex with Malachy.
- Why not? - Well, he says himself, he doesn't love you.
No, he says he doesn't believe in love.
That's not the same thing.
Yeah, but does he make you happy?
You know what would make me happy?
You...
and me...
losing our virginity
at the exact same moment.
Them inside us, but...
us really with each other.
Would you like that?
Would you, Kitty?
You and me...
linked forever?
Yeah.
What is it?
- Joan? - Hmm?
Er, it's just the cat.
How are you doing, Hannah?
We're not going to scatter 'em.
Not until we can do it right.
Oh.
Well, we'll just raise a glass to him, then, shall we?
I miss Mack. He was a total dilf.
- Jules! - He was, though!
Could've left those in for another five, Mum.
Your oven is an inferno, Ember.
It cremates everything.
Drinks.
Are you going to say a few words?
I wasn't planning on, no.
Oh, please, Mum.
Yeah, you definitely should, Ember.
You were like Michelle Obama when you came to school!
Well...
Mack was...
He...
Mack...
I'm sorry, I ca...
Come on, just say what he meant to you.
- I'm trying, Hannah. - Just say something!
Hannah, maybe I could say something instead.
Because if I'm feeling even a tenth
of what your mum's feeling right now, then...
I understand why she's overcome.
She's not overcome.
- Not in the way that you mean. - Hannah...
The police think Dad killed Amy Knightly.
Fuck!
No...
No, that's not right, is it, Em?
Er, th-they have some evidence.
- Like what? - Arj, please.
No, come on, Mum.
Why don't you explain?
Explain to everyone why you're doubting him.
- We'll talk about it later. - No!
We'll fucking talk about it now!
Well?!
We're waiting.
They have found a fragment of Amy's bone
in the basement of the boat hut.
No.
Oh, God...
Hannah. Hannah.
Hannah!
There we go.
He's scattered.
I don't want to hear it.
I wasn't going to say anything.
Really?
I am literally washing my dead husband off my hands.
I mean, surely you've spotted a learning opportunity here.
Some things defy feedback, Ember.
I'm sorry, Mum.
No, I'm sorry.
It shouldn't have come out in the way that it did.
You need to show everyone that Dad's innocent.
I can't get involved.
- Why not? - Because I'm too close.
- And because you think he did it. - No!
I don't know, Hannah, I really don't.
Well, I do, and I...
He didn't do it, Mum.
He was the kindest person,
and you know that.
So, I am begging you, please, you have to prove it.
You're not allowed to be in here.
I'm a good detective with good instincts,
and they are telling me this is not a done deal.
You have to keep looking elsewhere.
Instinct is poor man's policing.
I build cases on evidence.
It's all circumstantial,
which you could call poor man's evidence.
And what about Riz's murderer?
It doesn't give you an answer to that.
We're pursuing several unrelated leads.
- Which are? - Which are...
for the ears of serving police officers only.
Now, if you don't mind, we have work to do.
Joan?
Joan, I'm so sorry to disturb...
Joan.
What are you doing here?
- What's wrong with her? - Nothing.
You've drugged her?!
She was very agitated after your last visit.
The doctor gave her something.
The nurse said she was asking for me.
Not that I'm aware of.
I need to speak to Joan.
Which, I think you can see, isn't possible right now.
When might it be possible?
You want to wake up a sick and confused woman,
so you can torture her about things that no longer matter?
I won't let you do that.
- Joan mentioned someone called Kitty. - Did you hear what I said?
- Who is she? - She's nobody.
It was a nickname.
For Caitlin. A very nasty one.
If you harm her, in any way, I will fucking kill you.
Yeah?
Mum! Can you knock?
You need to get rid of her.
Amy?
Kitty.
It isn't safe, Caitlin.
People will tell you there's a life in it, but there isn't.
Not really. Not a proper one.
Was your life proper... Mum?
Separate beds and dry little kisses.
Get rid of her.
She is not so disingenuous
as to suggest the slaying is the work of one woman alone,
because she knows first hand the strength and barbarity of men.
This is Gentileschi's own imagined revenge upon her rapist.
This is beautiful retribution.
Kit Owen?
Yes?
I'm DC Manning.
I was hoping that you might answer some questions.
About?
Amy Knightly.
- I don't know who that is. - I think you do.
You were friends with her.
I think you're mistaking me for someone else.
I don't think I am, Caitlin.
I barely knew Amy Knightly, so I don't think I can help you.
Someone took this photo the night that she disappeared.
Was it you?
No.
So, you don't know what happened to her that night?
She ran away.
She said she was going to, and she did.
I hope she healed and grew.
I hope she's somewhere living a very happy life.
I'm very sorry to tell you that she isn't.
I'm sorry.
I need you to tell me what happened that night.
She was fine when I left her.
Then, why did you lie to the police about being with her?
The night they asked me about, I hadn't been with her.
But you knew they were asking about the wrong night.
My mum warned me not to get involved.
She said if something had happened to Amy,
if the police found out I had feelings for her,
they might accuse me.
And I was that ashamed of who I was back then,
that it made sense.
When Amy looked at you...
it could feel like the worst punishment
or the greatest gift.
Was she looking at someone in this photo?
Was she looking at you?
Hey!
Who took this photo, Caitlin?
Who else was there that night?
Please, I am, I am...
I am begging you to help me.
Joe took it.
Joe?
Malachy's brother.
You should get the date tattooed.
Malachy's late.
Hope he's still coming.
For his sake.
- He'll come. - I'm not so sure.
You see, he went out earlier.
You know, with his homo perfume on.
You know, the one he thinks girls like.
But he didn't come and see you, did he?
Maybe your spell's wearing off.
- Get fucked, Joe. - Or what?
You know, one of these days,
you're not going to have him to protect you.
Just a little prick.
- What's going on? - Where were you?
I thought you weren't going to show.
Lost our lunch money, didn't I? Had to go and get some more.
- Lost it? How? - Don't worry about it.
Smile, Malachy.
At least pretend you want to be here.
Right, what do you want, Ember?
I'll get in a lot of trouble if we get caught.
Save it. I don't care.
You know, you have this look sometimes, Ember.
Makes me feel like a little kid.
Cos I rate you as a person,
then I see you sneaking around and lying to everyone.
Malachy had a brother...
..who was with him and Amy on the lake the night
that she went missing.
- Did you hear what I just said? - Yes, Hitch, I did!
But if I don't keep swimming here,
I am going to sink.
OK? Can you understand that?
You think the brother might have killed Amy?
He's got a rap sheet you could paper a living room with,
and he's currently in HMP for wounding with a weapon.
- So, he can't have killed Riz, then. - Well, that's what I thought, too,
but, according to his girlfriend's Facebook,
he's been going out on day release,
including the day Riz was murdered.
Go and tell Morgan, then.
I want to go to the prison myself.
You're suspended.
Which is... why I need your help.
No, you mean you need my warrant card, to get you in.
It's not happening, Ember. I'm not doing it.
I... Just... don't.
I'm DC Manning, and this is DC Hitchin.
We'd like to ask you some questions about your brother,
Malachy Granger.
Half-brother.
I haven't seen him in years.
Why's that?
We're not close.
You haven't had a falling-out, then?
Nope.
Do you know who the girl in this photo is?
No.
So, you didn't take this photo?
Hey!
Let's have some evidence of this beautiful moment, shall we?
No.
I think you did.
I think you know the girl in this photo is Amy Knightly,
and I also think you know that she went missing
the night this photo was taken.
And I think you also know that she's dead,
and that her body is lying under the boat hut.
Is this why you had a falling-out, Joe?
I didn't know that.
I didn't know she was dead.
How do you think it happened?
Well, he must've killed her, then, mustn't he?
He must've actually done it.
Everyone said she'd just gone off, and I just...
I hoped.
Christ...
Amy was... switched on.
Old for her age.
But looking back...
she was lost.
There was another girl.
Did you know that?
Yes.
That's why he was late that night.
It was meant to be the last time...
Lost our lunch money, didn't I?
We got pissed and took roofies.
Malachy thought everything was fine,
as long as everyone was getting what they wanted.
Stop.
- What? - I want you to stop.
- I'm almost there. - I said stop!
Was it hurting?
Not really.
Well, what, then?
Can we try again?
Maybe.
You wait for this.
She doesn't do it quietly.
It's their first time having sex.
It's their first time having sex today.
You're a funny girl, you, Kitty.
Both clever and dumb all at the same time.
I thought we were trying again.
- I'm going. - Why?
Stupid dyke!
Kitty!
What happened?
You said you hadn't slept with him before.
Yeah, I haven't.
That's not what Joe said.
OK, well, Joe's a shit-stirrer.
Well, don't walk away from me, Kitty.
Then stop lying to me!
OK!
OK, it wasn't our first time.
I thought if I said that,
then you'd be more likely to sleep with Joe.
Why do you even care if I sleep with Joe?
Because he's basically blackmailing us.
He's threatening to report Malachy to the police.
He's fucking evil, Kitty.
So, what, you gave me to him?
No.
Is that why we're friends... Amy?
Is that what you needed me for?
Right.
I mean, my life is better with you in it.
That bit isn't a lie.
So, does it really matter why it started?
You need to finish with Malachy, Amy.
You shouldn't be with him. It's wrong.
What, because he's older?
You can't put rules on this stuff, Kitty.
I mean, you should know that more than anyone.
That is not the same thing.
No.
It's worse.
Who do you think my mum and dad would rather I walk
through the door with? You... or him?
Finish with him, Amy.
Or I'll tell the police about it.
You wouldn't.
I would.
I would never speak to you again.
I would tell everyone what you are.
And what am I, Amy?
What am I that is so bad?
I've never hurt anyone.
I've never taken the thing
that someone hates the most about themselves,
and used it against them. I've never done that!
Are... are you jealous?
It doesn't matter.
Cos you don't need to be.
No.
I want you to touch me.
No, I can't.
B... Because you don't love me?
No, Amy.
Because I do.
If you go, you will never see me again.
I will run from here, Kitty!
I will never come back!
Ember, look, I need, erm...
The other night in the pub, I should've stuck up for you.
I don't know why I didn't.
You have a water pistol in your desk drawer, Hitch.
You still hang around at the Faucet with the same idiots
you did when you were 16, and like it or not,
those are the guys that you're going to be arresting.
You have to pick a side.
I know.
You know, you have, erm... you have a look too, Hitch.
It's a bit like...
like a puppy trying to do maths.
But also, it's, erm...
devastating.
I didn't shut you out because I don't care what you think.
I shut you out because I knew what you'd think,
and I didn't want to hear it.
That's not how a partnership works.
C-Team.
Yeah.
Definitely a couple of Cs.
This had better be good.
Inside.
What's this?
Er, witness statements.
One from Caitlin Owen,
and one from Malachy's brother, Joe Foster.
Both of them were at the lake that night.
I wanted Joe to be the killer, but... he isn't.
Are you sure?
His shock, his disgust, they were... they were genuine.
? Happy birthday, dear Mummy
? Happy birthday to you... ?
Oh, you've found out something.
Is she upset?
I knew we shouldn't have done that to her.
Yeah, what choice did he give us?
You know, I thought she'd like it,
but I should have known there was nothing to like about you.
All right, I'm going home.
I can't do this any more. Lock up when you're done.
- Well, can I come? - No.
- Please? - I said no. - But you're not leaving me here.
You need to go and find Kitty.
Why would I do that?
Because I'm pretty sure she's in love with you, Amy.
You said that love doesn't exist.
Yeah, well, I'm starting to think that maybe it does.
But not between us?
I'm sorry.
I won't let you leave me.
Amy, stop!
- I won't let you love... - All right...
- ..anyone but me, Malachy! - Calm down. Calm down!
- Malachy! - Amy, please!
- Just calm down! - I love you!
Shut up!
Where are you going?
Oi! Don't take my car!
I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
? My heart's in embers
? Lying post-flame
? But if this is how the fire feels
? Light me up again
? This heart remembers
? Pleasure and pain
? Pleasure and pain... ?
Oh, by the way, I have found which necklace I'm going to get you.
I just have to wait to be paid.
You wrote me a song. I don't need anything else.
Yeah, well, you're getting both.
Every year, in fact.
You'll have more songs and necklaces than Beyonce at this rate.
I just want to make sure you've got everything you need, Ember.
I want to spend the rest of my life making sure of it, so...
I want you to come tonight.
And then, I want to come tonight.
I would love nothing more.
But I can't let the lads down,
not at this late notice.
It's just a factory shift, Mack.
No, I know. I don't want to, but I have to.
After tonight, I'm all yours, I promise.
- What's this? - What?
Ah, a bit of fun.
To take to work?
All right, well, you got me. It's a present for you.
- Another one? - Yeah.
I thought we could take some tomorrow night.
Or maybe I could take them tonight.
If they're really for me.
You could, yeah.
And you have.
OK. Go easy, though, all right?
What are you doing here?
You said that I was hungover after my 17th birthday.
- You were. - Because Mack gave me pills.
Yeah. Roofies.
I had one.
- You know that they're Rohypnol, right? - Mm.
Why would he have those?
Same reason as lots of people, Ember.
To get high.
Would you like a cup of tea?
Was my vomit blue?
Is that why it stained the carpet?
Believe it or not, Ember, I have no idea what the colour of
your vomit from 17 years ago was.
You remember everything else.
It has a blue dye in it,
to stop it being used as a...
date-rape drug.
Well, he wasn't using it as a date-rape drug, was he?
No. He shouldn't have been using it at all.
You got high, it didn't agree with you,
and you were sick. No big deal.
Just be thankful Mack had gone by that point.
I think it might've been a bit early in the relationship
for holding back your hair.
Mack wasn't with us that night. He was... working.
He came over after the pub.
What time?
I don't know. He left before me.
I got back, and the pair of you were here.
Just me, him, and the date-rape drug.
Respectfully, Ember, he did not need a drug to get what he wanted.
So, why didn't he stay over?
I don't know.
He said they had to do something.
In the middle of the same night Amy went missing?
I didn't know it was that night.
What the hell were you thinking?
- Me? - Yeah. You.
You know, not just that night.
Cos you're always pissed.
Or high.
Or off being batshit while I wandered around...
lost.
Your friends thought I was marvellous.
They'd have loved a mother like me.
Yeah, yeah, they did think you were marvellous.
You know, but nobody would want a mother like you,
because some people shouldn't have kids.
Not everybody gets a choice about it, Ember.
I was a housewife in the arse end of nowhere.
I got married and had a baby, because that's what you did.
It was all written for you long before you were spat out
the fifth form, clutching your certificate in secretarial skills.
You see, that's the difference between us.
You might have squandered your choices,
- but at least you had some. - What choices?!
A mother with her out-of-office on,
or a guy ready to make me his entire world
as soon as he's disposed of his last girlfriend?
I don't know what you want from me.
I want you to have kept me safe!
I want you to have done your fucking job!
I'm sorry.
"Sorry" doesn't fix this.
"They"?
- What? - You said, "They had to do something."
Ember!
I know you were with Mack the night that he killed Amy.
Do you think we could've ever been together, Em?
You and me?
Did you hear what I just said?
Mack wasn't one for staying with girls too long.
So, I did have a hope that when he was done with you,
that we might...
Well, it turns out that you're the one worth changing for.
He becomes gold-star family man,
and I... become...
..this.
No-one's idea of heaven.
I keep wondering if I've just had bad breaks.
Or if there's something rotten...
..about me.
Hey! You want to tell me why you stole my laptop?
Cos I tracked it here.
Riz was here.
Ember...
I need to go. No! No, no! No.
Don't walk away.
OK, just, just...
I-It's not like you think.
I would never, never...
She came looking for me...
..recording me and...
..laughing.
We got in a fight.
Wait, wait, what are you doing?
She had this photo of a bone
that was in the basement of the hut.
The stupid thing was, it was only there cos of me!
I heard Rob was pulling up the floor for the refurb, so...
..I broke in...
..and I dug up the body,
and then, I set the fire to cover my tracks.
Part of it must've got left behind.
Part of her.
Part of Amy.
I had to do something, Ember, you can see that, yeah?
No, I can't.
You could've let the body be found.
You could have let Mack be exposed as the killer.
You... you could have let Riz live.
Mack...
..didn't kill Amy.
Fucked-up Midas strikes again.
Look, just... just sit down.
And just listen, OK?
It was your birthday, and we were all at the pub.
And we'd only just recently met, but... I liked you.
And I felt bad for you, because Mack wasn't there,
and I knew where he was.
You were handing out pills.
Do you remember?
And we were all having a good time.
And then, at some point,
I realise that Mack had been leaving me messages.
And he's begging me to go and pick him up.
Look, I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important.
If you care about me at all...
So I go.
Would you stop going on at me?! Will you just stop?!
I honestly took my eyes off the road for a split second.
What was that?
It was just a log.
A log?
It was just a fucking log. Now put your foot down.
I don't even remember it,
thanks to the roofies.
First thing I know, I'm in bed,
a-and M-Mack's calling me, an-and he's telling me that...
..that I've hit Amy in the car.
Just a glancing blow,
but he's been trying to call her ever since,
and she... she's not answering.
Where did you find her?
Amy... Amy!
She'd fallen down the embankment.
She busted her head open on a rock.
We were going to put her in the lake...
..but Mack said the basement was kinder.
"Kinder"?
Don't be angry with him, OK?
H-He did it for me.
No.
What?
He didn't do it for you.
- What was that? - It was just a log.
- A log? - It was just a fucking log.
Now put your foot down.
You weren't driving, Arj.
It was me.
No.
Yeah.
Ember! Where are you going?
Got to go, Arj.
I've got to pick up Mack.
Look, you can't drive alone.
- You're still learning. - Come with me, then.
Stop going on at me! Will you just stop?!
What's going on? You said you were at work.
What was that?
- It was just a log. - A log?
It was just a fucking log. Now put your foot down.
Why would he lie?
To protect me.
Arj...
..I swear I didn't know.
It's fucking ruined me, Ember!
Arj... Arj.
We're going to go now. OK?
Me and you.
- We're going to go tell them the truth. - Oh, fuck!
We're going to get in trouble,
but we'll get through it.
OK? Together.
We're going to go. OK?
Th-This is our chance, Ember.
You and me.
A-And Hannah.
We have to do this, OK?
We've got to go now.
OK?
Arj...
Arj!
No! Stop!
Arj!
Don't!
Stop! Stop!
Arj...
Arj, what are you doing?!
I want to go home!
Arj, please. I want to go home to my daughter.
I did it for you, Ember.
Arj, please.
People do fucked-up things for love.
No, people do fucked-up things and call it love.
But love isn't ugly!
Love doesn't hurt!
Love does hurt, Ember.
It just does.
Arj! No!
Arj!
If they don't already know,
I-I don't see why you have to say anything at all, Mum.
Hannah's right, Ember.
You could lose your job.
Or worse.
Mum, why are you doing this?
Mum!
Because I'm the spider.
You should've told me that Malachy was your husband.
Yeah. Yeah, I know. I'm sorry.
I spent years learning to forgive myself
for leaving Amy that night.
Playing out the scenarios -
Malachy killed her... Joe killed her...
Now, it might have been a different man completely.
Is there no man that Amy was safe from?
You can't think like that.
Why not?
Because it's not right. Yes, it is.
And we have to be willing to say it.
Or nothing will ever change.
It was me...
..that Amy wasn't safe from.
She wasn't safe from me.
I am so sorry.
I am so, so sorry.
I'm so sorry!
I have this terrible blind spot when it comes to myself.
I can see other people's lies and weaknesses.
I can... deliver justice to them.
I'm going to hand myself in. I'm going to tell the truth.
Do you think truth and justice are always the same thing?
This is DI Morgan and DS Henderson,
interviewing DC Ember Manning.
23rd of October, 11am.
Now, let's start with the death of Amy Knightly.
Tell us everything you know.
I was there.
On the night that David Argent killed Amy?
I was there...
..on the night that David Argent killed Amy.
I chase the darkness for a living.
So, I know how heavy and endless it can feel.
Mum.
But I also know that darkness doesn't really exist.
Kitty.
It's just the absence of light.
She's not really here is she?
She's here.
Has she got a name yet?
Miranda, I'm going to need you to write down a list
of all of the names of the men
who had sex with you underage...
..so I can put them and Liam in a prison cell.
Because one day, she is going to be a young woman
navigating this world that we are creating for her.
You know, I think...
..Hope is a nice name.
Your dad was complicated.
Did some things that he doesn't deserve to be...
..forgiven for.
And I wish I could make that not true, but I can't.
But also, he was funny...
..smart, loyal...
..generous beyond belief.
And he gave me you, Hannah.
The greatest gift imaginable.
I'm not going to stop loving him.
No.
We don't have to feel guilty for that.
We're just going to keep on feeling what we feel.
And keep putting one foot in front of the other.
Yeah.
Bye, Daddy.
It's OK.
If I had £1 for every time I said to Mack,
"If only you had a brother..."
And he never once let on that he did.
Well, sorry that your memories of flirting with my husband
have been sullied.
I've always known that I wasn't the best mother, Ember.
I think I tried to make amends through Hannah...
..when I should've been making it up to you.
I hope it's not too late.
What are you guys talking about?
Oh, just about the fact that you're never so old
that you don't need your mum.
We are all walking in the dark,
but with a handful of candles
that is in our power to ignite
with every choice we make.
I chase the darkness...
..but I choose to believe in the light.
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