I hated him .... that air had polluted my heart.

+ Infected with what? Infected with grief.

+ Is that why you wanted to kill him ?!

_ Yeah...

+ How?

I poured poison into his coffee cup

+ Oh ... so how is he still alive?

+ I looked at him, his smile made my heart tremble ...

I said that he was cold and let me change him.

_ At the cost of your own torment ?!

+ At the price of his smile