BRIA
I was feeling restless. I was scolding myself mentally for not hiding that pen drive at some safer place. Now I have lost any chance of gathering the proofs about their illegal business. I was still not over the fact that I killed a man, and why? To save the life of a person who was my death.
My nightmares were at their peak. I couldn't get the sleep without breaking into a cold sweat and crying my eyes out. The food was tasteless to my taste buds. I lost my appetite, thinking about the blood that I witnessed that day.
I was also feeling... guilty. I was feeling like a backstabber. Gabriel and to some extent Cameron too trusted me. Nora trusted me, but I failed them keeping that pen drive with me. But what I was supposed to do? Though I care for them, it was also a bitter truth that they all were at wrong.
