Samantha P. O. V
I stared at the narrow grave I had managed to dig out of the ground, the surrounding snow stained with my blood and dirt. My hands were cold and numb, the fingers swollen, but I didn't feel any pain. Not yet.
I held up the small bottle, the same one he had given me to help heal my injury. But guilt had kept me from taking a single pill.
"You were a stranger who showed me kindness when I needed it the most. I'll never forget that. Now all I can do is return this to you, and hope it brings you peace in the afterlife".
I set the bottle down, watching as it rolled gently to a stop on the grave. I took a deep breath, my eyes landing on the satchel he had left behind, and then I stopped to pick it up.
I turned the satchel over in my hand, taking a quick glance to see wh
