He had promised to protect her, this man.
But now it was too late, no one could cause her anymore pain or harm. He would be there for her, to protect her, allowing no one near.
In the quiet of night he was sure he could still hear her. Whispering his name, telling him that it wasn’t his fault, to move on with his life, that she still loved him.
No, he had failed in his promise, he had to make amends.
This man, spread out over her grave. He knew it wouldn’t be long before he would join her.
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