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Love...

What is love?

He never felt loved or to be loved after his mother died.

From his prespective, love and death are the same thing.

Why?

Because in the end,

You WILL have to let go of whatever or whoever that is.

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He turn off the light in that room, leaving the room only with the moonlight from the window. It has been so long since they left him alone. He knew they never intended to leave him. But still, that hurts him deeply until now.

"I could have at least had your badge, but i lied that time and gave it away." He whispers alone.

"There were so much happiness when i was with Isabel and Farlan, i loved them as siblings. But when you were still here, i couldn't even show you my happiness around you.." he stopped as he walk closer to the window. He never felt so down like he is tonight.

"When i saw your body fell off the wagon, it pained me. It pains me even more when i never looked back at least to help you." He said while looking at the moon. The moon is shining so bright tonight.

"I never thanked you for every concern you gave to me, i missed to have someone that will look at me the way you did."

The moments they shared suddenly spinning around his mind. The way she laughed with the other member in his squad. The way she showed him her smile, the way she spoke to his concern.

"Knowing you'd never know the truth. And knowing that you would never shown up again, but.. you're very important to me, Petra. I'm sorry, i couldn't have saved you."


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