My Sickness

Carroll tried to approach me by a detour, but the bodyguard blocked his way once again. When Carroll looked at me, I subconsciously looked away. I didn't want to face Carroll now. He would be the murderer, and I would become his accomplice if he was related to the fire in Phoenix Village. I couldn't ignore the dead villagers. I didn't know how to face the man who might have killed my family. Carroll clenched his fists as if he gave up. "Got you. Sol, take good care of her." Sol nodded. "Carroll, don't worry. Nobody will take better care of her than I." I knew that Carroll was looking at me and even waiting for me to say something with him. However, I couldn't open my mouth. Allen was dead, and so were many villagers. Who should be responsible for their deaths? I couldn't face Carroll, at least not now. I wanted to run away. Right now! Sol held my hand, and the warmth from his hand brought my rapid heartbeat to normal. "Don't be afraid. I am always by your side. Come with me, Kelly." I