The moment it hit me, all I could think about was you that night! Fear! Annoyed! Regret! Sad! The feeling of almost collapse came to my mind again.
The people around me pulled me away, my hands were covered with blood, and soon the police came. I don't regret it at all! I only regret that I haven't caught the other two bastards yet! The police took me away. . .
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