“…blood flowed freely in my veins, but weight of despair and remorse pressed on my heart, which nothing could remove…”
After Justine’s death victor is overcome with a feeling of utter remorse, he feels as though his monster has killed William, which in turn means the monster killed Justin, and to him, that all comes back to him being the murderer of the children. Shelley is stating that though his blood is running through his veins, there is a weight on his heart that should very well kill him, constrict him of the blood flow, but it has not, because it is only a figment of his imagination. He feels dead, lifeless, and worthless, and he pretty much is, except he still has blood moving freely and easily through all of his veins.
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