The time was near. I knew it. Soon his sparking green eyes and that smug smirk he always had would be no more. It was bad enough that he, the love of my life, was dying, but it was all my fault. I knew she felt like it was all her fault, but I would've done it again in a heartbeat. I would have done it every day if it meant that she could live. I loved her, and I couldn't stand by and watch her die.All Rights Reserved