Ian:
Every vein in my head was throbbing.
I could not understand how Troy thought he could go alone and rescue her.
Then I remembered something. It was Troy who had created many of the differences between me and Clementine.
He had been sabotaging our relationship.
So I began to wonder if he had done the same thing again.
If that was true, I was not going to forgive him this time.
I would destroy him.
"You couldn't keep her safe?" I asked Troy, clenching my jaw.
Grief was visible in his eyes. But I refused to believe him. Because of him, Clementine was gone once again.
"So what is the difference between you and Yorick?" I screamed, trying to reach him.
Every time I moved toward him, someone stepped between us and pushed us apart.
"I'm nothing like Yorick," he defended himself in a slow, soft voice.
"How dare you think you could go alone and rescue her?" I shouted.
And when I noticed that everyone had scattered, I knew it was my moment to approach him.
