It was cold – bone-chilling. I don't think it was the weather, though. It was my guilt. I kept telling myself it was the right thing to do, that I had to do it. If I hadn't, more people would get hurt.
But that didn't stop the projections of them showing up like cardboard popups in a haunted house, making me jumping at every corner.
They didn't stop when I got home. I could triple-lock my door but I couldn't lock them out of my mind. Every time I closed my eyes there they were. Staring at me.
I tried to comfort myself.
I had no choice. This is not my fault. It wouldn't have happened if it weren't for her.
She's to blame.
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