His Obsession
Axel snarled, pulling out his gun and motioning for his men to drag me to my feet, forcing me to stand in front of him.
“Do it!” My voice trembled, but I stood tall. What was left for me? Nothing. Everyone I loved had been taken from me—my father, now Aric. There was no hope, no reason to keep fighting. “Do it!” I shouted again, closing my eyes, bracing for the end. My lips quivered as I whispered a final prayer. “In my next life, I’ll love to be with Aric again,” I murmured, tears spilling down my cheeks. “I’ll love—”
A deafening gunshot echoed through the room, and I froze, waiting for the impact, waiting for the pain. But nothing. I was still standing, still breathing. Slowly, I opened my