( Issac POV )
The light and love of my life are before my eyes. I hesitate to utter a word, because this prison of thoughts I am in has driven me mad. Like a lost sailor, I have been travelling through my memories since the day Lorenzo put that disgusting thing in my mind. Every memory ends the same way. In the beginning, everything seems normal: the wonderful moments spent with my girlfriend, Amelia. The kisses, the smiles, the laughter, the touches, all the little things that make my heart dance with joy. And then - she dies in my arms. I no longer believe that light exists. Each time, the intense pain pierces my chest as I hold the bleeding girl in my arms. I don't want to experience it anymore, I hate these thoughts, this place and myself. Do I deserve a happy ending? Or will I remain
