Lydia was shivering terribly, tears were trickling from her eyes. She was not too terrified of the water that could kill her with a single wave, but of the pain and anguish that she would never see her family again.
They would mourn for her and wouldn't even have her corpse. She would only be in their memories, and that would hurt Carson deeply.
'What if he commits suicide like his brother when he discovers my death? What would happen to Gary and Khloé? How would Khloé cope without me? Wouldn't George have more rights to claim my little girl?'
These thoughts ran through her mind, making her shed painful tears.
“Please, I… I…have a daughter at home who needs me, and I'm sure… that you also have a family somewhere…”
“I will take those as your final words and if I ever see your daughter, I'll fuck her and then tell her your final words,” He said, insanely.
“She's just six, you bastard!”
As he was about to vent his rage on her and push her into the water. A bullet penetrated his he
