Alex Hawk couldn't understand how Brandan Hyde had become like this.
The once proud and uninhibited Brandan Hyde, how had he turned into such an irrational and frantic existence?
It was just Iris Harris, merely Iris Harris, how could she have changed him like this?
He didn't understand, but he couldn't stand by and watch Brandan Hyde fall further.
Brandan took a drag from his cigarette, glanced at Alex Hawk, and couldn't help but smile at the reproach and disapproval in his friend's eyes.
"Do you think I'm being unreasonable now?"
"You..."
"You just haven't met that person." Brandan said softly, "Once you do, you'll understand how I feel now." He took another drag from his cigarette, then laughed silently, "I'm truly... worse than death right now."
"Brandan..."
"You're right, even without Vincent, it would've never lasted between her and me." He lowered his eyes, his tone calm, "I've made a lot of mistakes. I can't blame anyone... it's all my own doing. I killed her."
