"Don't let yourself burn for keeping someone's warmth."

It would be selfish to say I didn't know, for as we walked through the crowded streets, I struggled with the misfortune of carrying a guilt for a feeling that should not have sown its seed in me in the first place and that like a creeper caught my heart.

"What was this feeling?" when I saw her hand pressed against her chest while she looked at that brooch that clearly had the color of my eyes, I knew it and maybe it was fear, terror that led me to take that cruel destiny that I decided to take without hesitation.

I wish I had been much stronger and had accepted my feelings, and had educated her properly, but the truth is that I was a coward. her eyes full of tears are still captured in my memory and I relive her sadness and desperation trying to save myself repeatedly like a movie that repeats itself over and over again.

After the fire separated us, after losing consciousness, I woke up in the same hospital as Violet, the balance of the battle was to lose an eye and an arm, but Violet was the one who got the worst of it. I slipped through the rooms and found her peacefully asleep, I wanted to take her hand, but I restrained myself with all my weak strength.

it was at that instant, in that small lapse between the door closing that I looked at her out of the corner of my eye, and just as she was waking up, her eye met mine. before she could react, I turned down the hall and disappeared around a corner.

I heard her scream my name to the nurses and saw her bang on the door and meet Dietfried. I saw them both suffer and fight my loss. I wanted Dietfried to realize how wrong he had been about her, I wanted him to be able to see Violet's humanity.

"No tree is to grow to heaven, if its roots have not reached hell first."

I watched the nurses take Violet back to her room just as Claudia made her appearance, all under the stealth of my gaze. I know I was selfish and today I think I regret not having accepted this growing inside me for Violet.

Maybe I should have been the one to show her what love is, but that was a journey that only she should take, otherwise she would not experience all the kinds of love that exist in the world.

I knew I would regret it, for deep down I did not know that inside Dietfried Violet I had also planted a seed, which spread like fire in the cold heart of my stubborn brother.

"There is no conscience without pain."

I saw Dietfried whisper something in the ears of one of his subordinates and then turn his gaze to Violet who was being returned to her room by the nurses, that's when I knew. Dietfried never cared about anyone else but himself and here I see him letting an officer follow in Violet's footsteps.

But I couldn't turn back, the family had already placed a stone with my name on it in the family cemetery, I saw it.

From there, I became a ghost, hiding in the shadows, still loving her, that determined little girl named Violet, who unwittingly taught this foolish old military man what it meant to be responsible for a life.

"People will do anything, no matter how stupid and absurd, all to avoid facing their own souls."