章 70: Sergeant Vincent

NICK'S POINT OF VIEW

He watches as the woman he thought he loved, unravels before his eyes over another man. He does not know how to react or what to do. All he knows is that if he thought he had any feeling left for Helena he was lying to himself. Helena is falling apart in front of his eyes and she did not even sit by his side when he was in severe pain. How could he have been such an idiot for thinking that she ever even like him?

She is crying so hard now that he can barely hear her breathing. He just keeps on caressing her hand trying to make things better for her.

"Are…*sobbing*…are…you…sure?"

"Yes, I am sorry. He, he died in my arms…"

She looks at him in shock and hand pulls her hand out of his. Then the tears disappear. Her once sad eyes now turn into hatred. She looks away quickly like the sight of him disgusted her. It looks to him as if she is now blaming him for the death of Ray. 

"Why did not you save him??"