"…I am sorry.
I know words are worthless compared to her.
Bu.."
Varian paused and glanced at the dried-up watermarks all over the letter.
Her tears.
Sia usually didn't cry. For her to cry this much, just how devastated was she?
"Because of me, Amanda died…I'm sorry.
I'm really the worst.
She loved me as much as she loved you…I never felt a difference.
Yet…in those moments, my mind, I-I don't know.
It was instinct perhaps…
But…it's all on me.
I saved you at the cost of her life. I chose your life over hers…I could've saved both…yet, it's all my fault.
Why did I…
She died because of me…"
Varian closed his eyes in pain. He was only halfway through the letter, but it was very painful to read.
So, in those critical moments, Sia chose to save him over her. She believed she could've saved both but at that moment, her instinct chose him.
"Arghh!" Varian bent his head and roared.
