"Rita, I'm sorry! I was wrong! I was so wrong!"

Steve's voice was hoarse, like a wounded beast. His trembling hand touched my face. "I regret it... Please don't die, don't leave me..."

He buried his head beneath the white cloth covering me, his voice choking, almost inaudible.

"My feelings for Eve... they were just an obsession from my youth, something I couldn't attain. It wasn't love... The one I've always loved has been you..."

He gripped my hand, pleading over and over again. "I love seeing you lively and full of energy. Please, don't lie there anymore, okay?"

I sneered internally.

He was wrong!

I was never an energetic...