Chapter 132*Tony’s POV The gun shook in my hand now, my arms heavy, my chest heaving. I wanted to scream, to tear the dress from her body so I could forget how beautiful she looked in it for someone else. Instead, the sound that escaped me was a sob, strangled and raw. “Christiana… I don’t know how to live without you,” I whispered, the metal trembling in my grip. Bryan took a measured step forward, his voice calm, steady, as if he were talking to a cornered animal. “Then don’t live without her, Tony. Live knowing you loved her. But put the gun down before you destroy the only piece of her heart that still remembers you kindly.” My voice cracked, ignoring Bryan, the bitterness bubbling up like acid. “This man who took everything I wanted, you should have never choose him over me.” “Tony, please,” she whispered, stepping forward, but Bryan’s arm stopped her. Bryan’s eyes locked on mine, sharp, unyielding. He didn’t flinch. “Don’t move, Christiana,” I barked, the gun shifting sli
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