His voice became somber. "Once that’s what was branded as my destiny. A merciless killer. May be in a few more months I would have become one, may be I would have fought this darkness on. I don’t know and she didn’t either. But she befriended me, even when she knew I couldn’t control my magic. She stood up for me, again and again. I didn’t deserve it, not after the history we shared. But she gave me a clean slate and dragged me into her world. It was world I never understood. I stood in the periphery of her friendship, of her love and tried to figure out how she made it look so easy. And she invaded my space with her stupid friends and their stupid notions and I couldn’t kick them out. I know I can never be them – the paragon of virtues. But I couldn’t fight them either. She came with a package of family and I could accept all of her or none of it. And the first chance I got, I ran. I was scared, angry and surprised and I ran because as long as I kept running, I wouldn’t have to stand and think about my choices. But she found me, even when I wasn’t lost.’