unico's pov
I watched her come closer to my body with curiosity, this is my friend, my sister, and one I would do anything for. She has lost her sanity and everything she was doing seemed like an unorthodox instinct. She held the pillow as though holding on to dear life, her steps uncalculated and her thoughts...unclear.
"I don't want to hurt her..." she muttered. I watched her nod crazily as she advanced to my body, more determined than anything.
"Save her," she whispered, her hands slightly shaking.
You wanted death right, Unico? Here it comes hand relieved by your own friend
She gripped the sides of the pillow and held it over my head.
"I'm so sorry," she whispered, I saw her tears beginning to stream down her face, baptizing my face from her evil deed. I wanted to scream for her to stop but my thoughts were right. I asked for it, I shouldn't fight it.
