Anger, sadness, pain and other emotions Marco could never describe took over his body as he stared at the broken girl in his room.

　　Her knees were brought up to her chest and her arms wrapped tightly around her, her eyes were still closed while her hair made a curtain around her.

　　' she was extremely beautiful ' though he couldn't utter that thought out loud in this moment.

　　" Mariana " he whispered wanting to tell her to stop and that he was sorry for judging her in the first place but apparently she seemed in another world that was filled with pain.

　　"I woke up in the middle...