Guilt is a nasty bitch. She’s had her claws sunk deep in my psyche for so goddamn long, I’m doubtful I’ll ever be rid of her. The pain of losing Elira has dulled over the years. It’s not as debilitating as it once was. Those early days, I barely left the bed. I lost all sense of purpose, and a few times, I debated if it was even worth it to keep putting up the good fight. It sounded so much easier to just follow her into the next life.
