Chapter 49
Julie's Point of View
I was utterly convinced that I had taken his life. The terror of the fact that I had become a "killer" gnawed at me from within like venom, running through my veins and paralyzing my thoughts.
Even my confession to Robert was nothing but a surrender to this bitter reality.
At that moment, I realized with sudden depth that I had truly begun to lose myself in this cursed place; my action hadn't saved me as I thought, but was rather the heavy stone that drowned me in a deep, bottomless swamp.
Robert and Carlos stood there, shock carved onto their features like statues of bewilderment, while I was in another world, completely detached from my body and the place, as if I were watching the scene from afar.
Suddenly, the silence broke in a way I didn't expect; Carlos's strange and mad laughter echoed through the room a laugh that carried not a single ounce of sadness or horror, but was instead charged with admiration and awe.
