You and your lover felt.. inseparable. Nothing could tear you two apart- nobody! Until it was a thing rather than a body that took them.

Death, a concept you familiarized yourself with for so long— why now is it that it’s so difficult to grasp? You’ve watched countless people die, it shouldn’t be any different when your loved one experience it.

Is that what your victims loved ones feel like? When their bodies are on the news and they’re talked about in loving memory- yet the person speaking shows no emotion or grief at all?

You cried for weeks and weeks- not knowing how to cope with it easily. You were so used to the concept of “me and you forever”, you didn’t want to accept forever is never real.

Nina had tried to comfort you- tried to say they were in a better place now. But in all honesty? It didn’t help. It just felt like she didn’t care for their death at all! And as much as you love her, that feeling is so horrible.

It was yet another night where you sobbed into your knees, trying to wipe your tears— eventually finding it as no use.

You needed comfort.

You looked for Nina, and eventually you found her. Putting a hand on the doorknob, you carefully opened it in your distressed state.

Shit. She was having a weird night again. Shit, you think she might like you.

She stared at a picture of you- the only thing she seemed to be doing. After a moment of just admiration- she used her finger to trace a heart around your face.

“If I can’t have you, no one can.” She whispered to herself- a smile falling upon her face.