"Holy shit.. it was real.. Amaya.. was real. I killed her.. that's what was going on in my head over and over again. I was back in the hotel, and although most of it was a dream, some of it, wasn't, especially killing Amaya with my own hands as I then dropped the knife down in shock
There was nothing to said or could do, I was just standing there, wondering on whether I really made the right choice, it wasn't right.. it couldn't end like this, that's what I thought, until once again, I heard the whispers of her breath once more, in which I rushed down and grabbed hold of her hands.
"I.. I am sorry.. I am.. truly.. sorry." I said, crying, and mourning over by her side. "It's alright.. I am sorry too, I.. I.. I am sorry about everything, I shouldn't have listened to him." meant Amaya on
