Max tensed up when Kieara had hugged him. He had done wrong though, right? He killed someone that was suppose to be dear to her. He remembered yesterday when she had pleaded him let her father go. He didn't look happy at all, rather, he looked upset. Like a dog who knew they had done wrong, he had done wrong too. Max pulled away from Kieara, backing off and leaving the room to lean against the wall in the hallway. Tears were rolling down his face. What vile monster had he become to where he would kill someone that was worth someone else's time?