Chapter 5: A Day that Full of Regrets and Dreams

Taddeio had finished feeding me by the time I told him that it was my last bite. He didn’t give me a chance to complain; he’d just looked at me seriously, and I backed down. For now, I know I’m not sane anymore as I did that heinous thing last night. I had so many what-ifs that were rumbling inside my brain. What if I stayed? Will he be saved? What if I didn’t run that night? Am I a cold corpse now? I sighed, and as much as I wanted to erase those memories, that face, the emotions, and the pleas, I couldn’t. I don’t know where to start. I wanted to go back there and see if he was still breathing. I wanted to clear this conscience as I can feel that I am being attacked like a spear which is perfectly aimed into my heart and mind. I am aware that there are so many possibilities that may happen or have already happened. These questions will have concrete answers if I ask Taddeio about them. But, where is he? After the feeding session earlier, he said that he was just going to put those bo