I whispered to her ears every night

"You killed me, I will never forgive you."

My voice was so close to her, she could feel the breath on her neck. She was always so scared that she couldn't sleep at night. Deep inside, she knew it was her fault. She tried to apologize to me, but it was too late. I was gone, and there was nothing she could do. The only thing she could do was to live with the guilt for the rest of her life.