Sunday, Week 3

I know what you're going to say. I shouldn't have pestered him. I shouldn't have made him break. The truth is that I couldn't help it.

I'd say I feel bad, but I don't.

I'm going to disappoint you. Which I shouldn't care about, but you remind me too much of him. Of what he could have been.

I hate this. You died, and I'm alone again. Which I'm used to, but it doesn't matter.

I've got to find someone to kill. I know that out of everyone here I'm the best suited for this.

Getting it done here is going to be a pain, though.

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