Staring at the photo of you on the wall, gently pressing his lips against it, his mind raced with memories of you two together.

Ever since your break up, Maurius has gone mad. He can't forgive himself for messing up so badly and losing his angel, so he punishes himself.

With each hit of the whip on his back, his other bloody hand stains the wall where your photo is.

"I'm so sorry, my love," he mutters as he winces in pain.