“It was not your fault. You tried your best.”
“...”
“It was my fault that I didn’t take care of him.” She forced a smile, tears streaming down her face as she blinked. “If I’d stopped him or stayed closer to him, this wouldn’t have happened. This was my doing and I need to get over it.”
“I’m sorry for your loss.”
“Thank you. You’re so brave to do what you did,” she said as she held my hand and gently squeezed it to give me encouragement. “Although he couldn’t be here to thank you, I think he would be happy that someone sees values in his life. This was probably fate decided by God.”
“You…”
“Everything shall pass. We just have to endure.” No words escaped my mouth, as if my vocal cords were gone. “Don’t be so hard on yourself. As a human, there is always something to shock us. Please be happy that once, you got to try that hard.”
“It would have gone better if I was more careful.”
“...”