“I hope you suffer,” she spat.

Breathing heavily and with rage in her eyes, she modified her hatred. “No. I hope your children suffer, and your children’s children. And I hope you have to witness it for all f*cking eternity. Your children and your children’s children suffering in hell for all f*cking eternity. And them knowing it is all because of you.”

Her eyes were streaming with tears and her nose was red from where she absent-mindedly repeatedly wiped it on her sleeve.

“I hope you have no choice but to watch them burn…”

And in that moment, the last of her innocence evaporated and she became a thing of hate.

Wow! Adobe is a pretty sh*tty company to deal with, but they really inspire you to write hardcore prose!