Natalie felt just as guilty. — Seeing you and Travis in that situation made her want to die.

You were the oldest Martinez sister, You took care of both Travis and Javi, always having greater responsibilities within the forest.

And she noticed how much you cared for Javi, the way you took care of him, wrapping him up like a child and protecting him from everyone;

And when she left Javi to die in the lake, she didn't know how to break the news to you and Travis who had stayed at the camp, — She was lost, she had lost the 'possible something' with you, — besides being the only person who understood her.

She let your brother die, my god!

Screams of pain, you kneeling beside your younger brother's body, begging him to get up. "You let him die! I trusted you!" — Phrases like yours hurt her like never before.

You didn't talk to her anymore; Travis isolated himself with you, the pain and resentment pushing the remaining siblings away from everyone else.

Now, you were adjusting your covers to try to get some sleep; The other girls had left for their rituals (you refused to go every time), until you hear wood creaking.

"Hey." Two months and seven days since you spoke to Natalie. — She muttered nervously.

You just glanced over your shoulder, before returning your gaze to the pillow. "Hi." Dry, but at least you answered her within weeks.

"Look- I wanted to apologize. I- I don't want to lose you, please-" She started to babble, she had probably rehearsed those words, but completely forgot.