Reckless

JESSUP HART BLACKWELL SAVED THE WORLD. Not that anyone will ever know. Not that they'll remember. But I know. I remember. That's my curse. I don't agree with how he did it. I wish it had been me that died. Lord knows we would've all been safer if I'd been the one instead of Hart. But he couldn't let that happen. He couldn't live with it. How am I supposed to live with it? The pain. The remorse. The pressing feeling that something inside me that I can't control is still there... dormant but not dead. Ready to pounce. Ready to kill again. Hart saved the world, that's true. But he couldn't save me.