In a daze, Sophie felt herself slipping back to a summer afternoon beneath the mango tree when they were eighteen. Gavin was clumsily wiping ice cream from the corner of her mouth."Slow down. It's melting all over your hands."When his fingers brushed her skin, they both blushed."Soph..." His final whisper was as faint as a feather brushing against her skin. "I'm... cold..."She suddenly remembered the night he'd taken off his school uniform jacket and wrapped it around her."Can't have my Sophie getting cold."Now, at last, his bloodstained suit jacket was wrapped around him instead.Sophie gripped the bloody dagger tightly, her eyes hollow but filled with grim resolve.The undercover officer realized what she was about to do and sprinted toward her, shouting, "Don't!"Yet everything seemed to move in slow motion.A faint, bitter smile touched Sophie's lips, filled with a strange sense of release. Slowly, she raised the dagger, then drove it into her own chest without hesitation.He
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