She Says I’m Beyond Forgiveness, So I Hide My Wounds

I can see every time she dies. To protect her, I became an irredeemable madman and villain in everyone’s eyes. I ruined every date she went on, sabotaged every job she had, and personally drove her into the abyss. She hated me to the core. Until the day the prophecy failed and the truth came out in the most devastating way. She held my body, growing cold as the curse turned against me, and cried as she asked why. I smiled, wiped away her tears, and used the last of my strength to say, “Don’t cry… I just don’t want to see you die again.”