Stephanie absolutely loved her husband. He really was a kinder soul than her, though she felt similarly. She wasn't going to abandon anyone her bastard father harmed. She went with Marcelo into the protected room and looked at him.

"... we have two things in that room. First, information that could let us take down that bastard of a father of mine for good." She paused for a moment.

"There's also a scared, hurt young woman. She can't help being a clone, Marcelo. And who knows what he's done to her." She took a breath. "And the coldhearted pragmatist in my head says that she's also useful, well beyond that."