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keepmeclose22 Pam looked up, and suddenly felt regret. She should be helping her friend get through his problems. Not sit around, waiting for someone to fix hers. Not finding the strength to walk, she crawled over to Nate, and touched his shoulder. "Nate." She said in a quiet, hoarse, voice. What are you doing?! The voice hissed, sorta sounding Italian. I'm helping my friend. Pam responded in her head. She wasn't about to let the voice of who she feared most rule her life. She was going to help her friend, in any means neccessary.
When Pam touched his shoulder Nate felt better, but he also realized at that point that he was truly longing for Faina. He felt a stab of ice pierce his heart, and couldn't help saying, "I'm sorry Pam. I'm so so sorry!" through his tears before splashing facedown in his puddle of sadness.