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Bloodsmoke208:05 pm
I didn’t mention the diddling couple in the room next door when I told Pussycat what happened that night. Why didn’t I tell her about them? I didn’t think it was as important as NicoleArt’s death was. I hoped that after talking through the events I would feel like a hero, but recalling the memories again only made me feel more upset. NicoleArt’s death had a bigger impact on me than I had expected. I thought that I was strong enough to kill, but it seems that I’m not such a tough guy after all. It doesn’t matter how much I try to think of it as the girl sought trouble for herself – which means that she surely wanted to die – I’m unable to suppress my feelings of guilt. It might be easier if I would sense Daemon’s fear rather than her apathy if she’d start begging me
