The doctor drove mindlessly to his old apartment, everything was as he had left, the smell of secludedness and death surrounded him, as the image of the beautiful Suzzanne filled his mind. Marco never loved Suzzanne, she was beautiful as she was hollow but that will never justify how brutally she was killed.
His heart hurt as well as his willingness to continue, he loved Melissa but couldn't bear the fact that she will not turn him that was the only possibility that he will be next to her, a possibly that she had eradicated before being proposed.
Throwing his keys on the table, he walked slowly to his room as images of Melissa under his touch, under his hands invaded his mind. Reaching the wall next to his bedroom door he leaned down sliding until he seated on the floor as his eyes filled with tears, bursting into tears.