reeva eni and that i needed to get my gun. before i knew it, i fired four shots at the door. my ears were ringing. i kept on shouting at reeva to phone the police. at this point, i was mixed with emotions. i didn't know if -- i didn't want it to believe it could be reeva inside the toilet. i was still scared that maybe somebody was copping in to attack me or us. and at that point, all i wanted to do was just look inside to see if it was reeva. and i sat over reeva and i cried. and i don't know how long. i don't know how long i was there for. she wasn't breathing.