ARIA

I'm crouched in the corner of the room, my eyes fixed on the blank wall in front of me.

I don't know how long I've been in this position. Hours is my best guess. I can't take that awful scene from my mind. My uncle, hanging from the neck until his body stopped moving and his last breath left his body, followed by Cassandra...

Innocent, poor Cassandra.

My fault. It's all mine. The guilt is eating me alive. I can't breathe, think...anything. Everything I hoped would never happen has ...