Briam lay on his bed and stared at that ceiling. His door was locked magically and sealed to everyone, including Sheeva. Never before had he blocked out Sheeva. 'But you've never screwed up so badly' he thought bitterly.
As tired as he felt. He counldn't sleep. Rosa's lifeless face kept swimming around his dreams. He hadnt eaten in days, and yet he still felt like he was going to be sick.
He had killed Rosa.
This was the worse he had ever felt.
He tried to get up, but his knew his legs would'nt support his weight.
He closed his eyes, let a tear run down towards his pillow, and stared at the ceiling again.
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