Ethan went back to the master bedroom and headed straight to the shower. He turned on the water and walked under it before it turned warm.

The cold water rained down on him, but his heart felt colder.

He thought about the night two years ago. He had tied Olivia in the bathroom and splashed her with cold water. So the water was this chilling.

He wondered how much despair she must have felt.

Whenever he thought about Olivia, Ethan felt endless remorse. Every punishment he had inflicted on Olivia became knives that stabbed him right in the heart. All the love he had for Olivia turned into remorse.

Brent quickly came into the bedroom and walked to the bathroom door.

The lights in the bathroom were not on and he could barely make out Ethan's silhouette through the lights outside.

He saw Ethan sitting against the wall, head tilted as the water fell onto his face. The bloodied shirt clung to his body tightly.

He looked desolated and in despair.

Brent shut the door quietly an