The Betrayed Luna Strikes Back!
I stood at the edge of the frame, quiet as a shadow, I had kept myself from getting pregnant, playing along in his twisted game.
Ashton leaned in, his brow furrowing as the scene unfolded. His father stirred, groaning softly, but I was quick. I moved to the bedside, the last syringe in hand. He didn’t even realize what was happening as I injected him with the poison, his body going limp within seconds.
I watched Ashton as the realization hit him. His jaw clenched, his fingers curling into fists. He looked back at the screen, where I calmly adjusted the pillows, making it look as if his father had died in his sleep. The camera caught every movement, every calculated detail.
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