Sorry, Too Late
He was given two choices—death and a life worse than death; he chose the former.
Hazel and the others' faces turned even paler upon that realization.
Regret alone wasn't the worst part of the toxic concoction of it all. The worst part was that they had finally woken up to reality, but it was too late.
They wanted to make things right, but the person they needed to make it up to wasn't there anymore. That was what truly hurt.
"Go… Hurry… If you wait any longer, it'll be too late!"
Suddenly, urgent shouts came from outside the villa, along with the rumble of moving trucks passing by.