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The Missed Aim.

Penulis: RomanWrites
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Chapter Nine: The Missed Aim

Julian’s hands wouldn’t stop shaking. The gun felt cold and impossibly heavy, his finger slick with sweat on the trigger.

He aimed it straight at Caesar’s chest.

But Caesar didn’t even flinch. He just stood there, shirtless, water dripping from his dark hair onto his shoulders.

He used the towel in his hand to slowly wipe his face, his eyes locked on Julian the entire time. He looked… bored.

“Go on,” Caesar said, his voice flat. “Just pull it already.” He shrugged, like this was nothing.

That casual shrug broke something in Julian. A scream tore from his throat…a raw mix of fear, anger, and desperation…and he squeezed the trigger.

BANG!

The sound was deafening. The bullet whizzed past Caesar’s face, grazing his cheek. A thin line of blood welled up and splattered across his sharp jawline.

Silence.

The only sound was Julian’s ragged, shaky breaths. The gun clattered to the floor.

His legs gave out, and he collapsed, horrified at what he’d just d
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