Fran glowers at the so-called angel, hated filling her eyes. Any fondness she had for Rebecca is quickly beginning to drain away. "So you're going to just hound me for the rest of my life and watch me suffer? Some angel you are! You're not in charge of my life, Becky! If I want to die then it's up to me, not you! You can't force me to live in this misery just because you have some sick misguided crush on me! Just go away! Leave me alone and let me die!"