In the darkness of the street I saw the door to the Smith's kitchen open and I watched her step back as the cold wind hit her. Without leaving any time to spare I plunged the dagger into her side  and twisted; then I took it to her heart. She broke mine and so I would take hers from her breast before Harry could even think of saving her. The scream died in her throat as she dropped the candle lamp to the floor. Illuminating the entire room through the series of growing flames. The flames spread around the room quicker than I believed them too and caused her lifeless body to light up on the floor. Eyes closed, blood stained bodice, red hair...
No.
Elizabeth didn't have red hair...falling to the ground I held her body in my arms. What had I done? I heard shouts in the distance - growing closer and closer every second that I remained there on the ground. I had no choice - no choice but to leave her and run. So I did just that. I stood and ran into the shadows with only my red trench coat to be seen in the midst of the chaos. What had I done? What would I do without her? I must finish what she has started. I'm sorry...

Carolina...