Samantha P. O. V

"What have you done?". I whispered, my voice trembling as I stared at his blood covered hands.

He took a step closer, firmly gripping my shoulder. "Samantha, listen to me, this... this isn't what you think". He explained

I pushed his hands off me, quickly taking a step back. "Why? Why did you do it? Tell me why",

I waited for him to speak, to explain what I had just witnessed with my very own eyes. But he wouldn't give me anything, he just stood there, silent as if frozen ...