19 Burning (1/1)

I'd had more thanyou ever really got used to

It seeain Like I really was ain, but it kept co back for me

Still, this time was so different from the others

You could run froht soeared toward those kinds of killers - the monsters, the enemies

When you loved the one as killing you, it left you no options How could you run, how could you fight, when doing so would hurt that beloved one? If your life was all you had to give your beloved, how could you not give it?

If it was someone you truly loved?