Mariana Rose
After my outburst, he did not ask me any questions and just let me sulk while sitting on the grass looking out into the stars above us.
“I can feel for you. I can see the same ache in your eyes when I lost Margot. My world stopped and all I can do is think of revenge,” he said and let out a sigh.
I looked down and stopped myself from laughing bitterly. “And you did not get it. You can’t get it because she’s dead.”
He shook his head with all the regrets in him. “Yes, and I will forever carry that burden in me. I failed to protect her. I failed to give her the justice she deserves.”
The hard clasps of his hands together on his lap and the tight jaws on his face is enough for me to suffice that just like me, he is also trapped in the past.
But at my own pace, I would unfold
