|Mark's POV|
This whole thing. Everything. The prophecy, kidnapping, al of it. God it was so, so, dumb. None of us took Oh into consideration the life we ruined; and in the end, ended.
It's been 2 months since that night I had raced to the hospital, trying and trying to beat the fast ticking clock that connected to a heart beat. If we're being honest here, I hadn't known Y/N for very long. But in those days in the dorm and at school. I'd grown a liking to her. My hatefulness and yelling, empty threats and more; was simply how my disgusting head handled the emotion of love.