It seemed impossible to believe that Petrauskas even had a heart, that behind his cynical tyranny, there is a broken and damaged man. But how? How can he be so cruel, so evil, and have even a molecule of emotion in that dark, dark soul? There was a time where he was kind, but that seemed so far away now. So far fetched after what he did to me. After he took away the one thing that brought me joy these bleak days. I couldn't sit by and watch any longer, I had to stop him. I had to stop Petrauskas for good. ~~~~~~~~~~ #323 of 1.2k in grief (10-1-19) #596 of 4.27k in guilt (10-28-19)