Adrian
I have always thought myself to be a kind man. Someone who always took the time out of their day to make sure that those around them are okay. Hell, I founded a successful pharmaceutical company in the hopes to save the lives of my mother and Clara, the woman I thought I loved before I let Stella slip through my fingers.
I have always thought of myself to be a hero. As someone who did what needed to be done in order to achieve his goal, to save a life no matter the means. I did every single thing in my power to save Clara, to bring her back to life from the coma that she fell into, her long years of sleep taking over my life.
I cried over her body, begged for her to come back to me. My life revolved itself around her and to bring her back into my arms. I was so blind to the pain
