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