"It's impossible to describe the sheer terror I felt when I realized that she was actually dead. That I killed her. My sister! I loved her so much, so much-" I start to sob. He pulls me into a hug. "It's okay. It's okay." I shake my head. "Not it's not!" I pull my face away from him to look him in the eye. "When I, when the witch transformed me into this." I point at my fangs. "She told me that I would watch everyone I loved die. What she didn't say was that I would be the one to kill them. I-I would just catch sent of their blood and the next thing their bodies are in my arms, and their blood is on the walls." I bury my face in his chest. "Didn't want to wash their blood off. It is the last thing I have left of them." "Was that why you were so scared when I first showed up here." I nod.