He watched her. He waited for the day she died. To have her. Then she did. And he took her. He is supposed to not care. But does he in the end. Are they reborn together. Or is she just another one of his toys.
Him: I hate myself. For what I did to her, for leaving, for everything. But what was I supposed to do? Love her while letting myself destruct? Now I have to live my life without her. I don't know what to do with myself anymore.
I miss her.
Her: I should of known something like this was going to happen. I should of known I would only get hurt. Why did I have to let him in? I have to move on now, even if it kills me. As if this pain in my heart isn't already tearing me apart. I don't know if I can do this anymore.
I miss him.
- continuation and sequel to Let Me In.