((This is just an alternative of what might have happened if Alex was shot through the head instead of the shoulder.))

Alfred fell to his knees, sobbing uncontrollably into his hands. He couldn't believe it. She was dead, because of him.

Never again would she see their parents, never again would she visit Dika. Never again would she brighten up his day with her enthusiasm.

All because of him. He killed her. He stared at the name on the tombstone

Alex Bonnefoy

He killed his little sister, his best friend.

"I'm sorry!" He whimpered between sobs.