Alex sighed, "I am sorry, I am late."
He didn't say anything more, nor did he try to comfort William. He knew from experience that was not what he needed right now.
Tears kept flowing down William's face. He kept screaming, complaining to Alex, blaming everything he could find.
The more William screamed, the more the reality crept into his mind.
Roxy is no more. Never will he see her smile again, never will he hear her nag again, never will she stay at his side, carefully planning his next day, reminding him of the tasks he needs to do, and reminding him of every single little thing that he always somehow forgets.
William stopped screaming. His hand dropped from Alex's collar. William then turned his gaze, looking for the people responsible for this tragedy.
But he only found one person from that squad standing now, hammer in hand.
