40: A GRAVE MISTAKE?

His eyelids fluttered open and he stared up at the dark ceiling in silence.

Thousands of questions ran through his mind but he tried to clear his head.

His finger drummed the table lightly as he looked up. Confusion, worry and fear filled his eyes.

Did he do the right thing?

Was turning her a mistake?

Will things go as planned?

He brought down his head and admired the damsel in his coffin. His eyes dilated as an unusual feeling filled the left side of his chest.

"I'm sorry," he whispered genuinely and looked away from her because the more he stared, the more his heart tugged.

"Should I soften a bit?" He thought to himself.

On the table was a thick notebook which was opened, the candle lights shone on it and he glanced at what she had written again.

He had read what she wrote and it made him feel guilty for ruining her life but he had to.