I woke up to Blake staring at me. Her hair was in its usual mess from tossing and turning all night. For some reason I still expected her to hate me or to go into shock for killing her "best friend" last night, but she was as happy as could be. She kept assuring me that she was happy and glad that I had killed that traitor.
Me on the other hand, I wasn't in the best mood. Was killing Amanda the best thing to do? I thought so at the time. I mean she was threatening Blake and going to expose how much she knows, which would end up killing Blake in the long run. So why did I feel something eating at me from the inside? I shouldn't feel guilt for protecting the one I loved. I was supposed to. I couldn't let her die.
So why did I have the feeling I shouldn't have killed Amanda?
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