Lily

The door suddenly burst open, and there stood Connor with a gun in his hand, just like the star of an action movie.

My heart soared with love – and fear. Because Miranda was standing behind my chair, just like the villain in an action movie.

I was between them – Miranda’s human shield.

I felt the barrel of Miranda’s pistol jam against the back of my head.

“Drop it,” she commanded, “or I kill her.”

Connor looked at me helplessly.

“Don’t worry about me – shoot her!” I begged him.

But he wouldn’t take the chance. He held the gun slowly away from him and let it fall to the floor. CLUNK.

I felt Miranda’s pistol stop pressing against my scalp, then saw it appear next to me as it pointed at Connor.

“I win,” she said, and I could hear the sneering triumph in her voice.