It's been a few days now. A few days since the woman I loved ceased to be. Her body may still function. But Annabel? Poe? Whoever she ultimately was? She's gone. I have to face the fact that she's never coming back.
I killed her.
It's all my fault.
And now I have to give up. Eddie's told me there's no hope for her anymore. And I don't want to believe him. But this is his job, and he's been around for longer than I have. I have to trust his word on this. So I've written up a eulogy for her and posted it to her blog.
I never cried.
I don't think I have tears to cry anymore. I killed them long ago. I just feel dead inside. Even more dead than usual now.
When Caper died, the two of us spent the night drinking together.
She's gone, and I spent the night drinking alone.
And the day.
And the next night.
You get the picture.
Nee-chan came by to try to cheer me up. I didn't let her in. She's all I really have left here but I didn't let her in.
So I have to forget her. I have to forget that I killed her so that I can stand to live with myself.
It's time to move on.
Elaine's dead. I have a report to write.
-Don't Shoot The Messenger-