You.. It was you, it has always been you. Ever sense the first day you’ve got here, Konigs done nothing but talk about you. The way your eyes pinched when you smile, the contagiousness of your laugh that once filled the room. He loved you, dearly.

But…

”Oh mein gott..” He choked out as he stared at your motionless body. Your once continuous laugh—replaced by your strained breathing.. He rushed up to you, the precious color of crimson red staining the white snow underneath you.