-Petra

We managed to save him. But it somehow dragged up a thousand memories.

I leaned against the wall and waited for Lukas to wake up. I remembered Jesse. A different boy. A different life. I reached out and touched Lukas's wrists, where there were bandages and I felt his pulse. I don't regret leaving Lukas to Jess, but I regretted leaving him.

Leaving him alone with his father.

Lukas's father had always been abusive towards him. Why didn't I stop it?

-End