And that's the worst part. No matter what you do, you can't change the past.

[Suddenly, it felt like some weight was lifted off his shoulders. The crying stopped before a bit but not quite. Instead, it settled down to some small sobs before taking another deep breath.]

Which is why it's so difficult to move on sometimes. Especially when most of it was your fault and you intended this to happen too.

[Not quite but it sure felt like it. Now, he was here to deal with the consequences and he didn't know what to do other than to live the life he thought others wanted for him.]