"Wait!" I called out again, and this made Alexander stop abruptly, just outside the station.

"What do you want?"

He asked coldly.

I brushed it off, knowing he was just acting that way because of what was happening.

"I'm sorry. I know how you're feeling, but…"

"No, Hilda! No! You don't know how I'm f*cking feeling! My sister was killed by a psychopath and it's all my fault!"

"Don't say that, Alex. None of this is your fault. What happened to Sabrina is not your fault. Please, don't ...