Who Am I
Introduction
Steffen POV
*AFTER*
She's gone. Dead. I'll never get to see her again, hear her voice, see her smile, make her laugh, make her feel better when she's upset (which is rarely). Anya. She's gone. Never to come back. Never to laugh. Never to enjoy life.
It's funny how things can change in the blink of an eye. She was fine, healthy. But why - how could she be gone.
Dead.
I loved her. She loved me, but love couldn't save her in the dilemma she was in. July 12th the day she died. The worst day of my life. A week ago.
I'm sat here before her grave reminiscing on the good times. The first day we met, the day we got together, last years dance, last summer, the day before she died.
Dead. That's what she is. And I can't bring myself to believe what everybody says. They're wrong. They know nothing. They're oblivious. Stupid Idiots.
She's dead.
Anya.
Anya's dead... because of me.
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