I stared into the guarded eyes, only seeing hatred and anger seeping through them. The chiseled jaw locked in place, showing how determined he was in beating me, in avenging his brother. I felt my resolve and the determination that was swirling in my pit dissolve for a split second when I remembered why he was doing this.

Don't I deserve to be beaten to death? Wouldn't I have done the same for Bryant? Was what I did to Bryant, killing him, not big enough of a sin on my part? Am I even ...