he finished it for me , writing : also , you 're tired of hiding who you are . a look of humorous surprise sprang into his eyes before burning anger replaced it . peggy tried to scream again and amber slapped her hard again . she stopped dead and stared at him , trying to figure out whether she knew his face from somewhere . if you were going to kill yourself , you had to know , in advance , that it was going to work . i was grateful for the moment alone , a moment to breathe . 