Alma
I took a deep breath and ran towards Alev’s still form. I crouched down next to him, looking at his dead expression of pain. Uncontrollable tears started to flow down my cheeks, and I sobbed hard. I panted for air, it wasn’t that easy to breathe while I was drowning myself in my tears.
“I am so sorry, Alev. Please forgive me!” I muttered, brushing a chestnut lock off his now pale forehead. My heart clenched and a strong wave of nausea rose in my stomach.
Poor Alev! It was all my fault, he died to save me.
I wasn’t only a natural disaster, but a killing one!
My heart was feeling heavier than a thousand stones and I couldn’t stop the tears from pouring desperately.
I was too focused on Alev to realise that Burbus had jumped off my arms and was sniffing him. How come
