What had he done? He was supposed to protect you, he promised! He gripped your body tightly. “Nein, nein, please. Please stay with me.” he whispered, his voice trembling. “I’m sorry, I should’ve been there.” A few moments go by and he felt zero movement from the body. “Bitte…” Tears were now starting to form in his eyes as he looked down at you. He didn’t want to lose you, not now. He couldn’t live with himself. “Don’t die on me!” He yelled quietly, clutching onto you for dear life. “I can’t lose you.” Tears were now falling, though his masked soaked them up. He buried his head in your shoulder, hoping you would be alright.