Novel & Cerita Kill Me Love Me Ending

My voice was too hoarse to even shout. “Get it over and done with. Miss Cynthia is waiting for news.” I heard another man shout “Got it.” He walked to me and stood before me. I could only see the nozzle of the gun right from where I lay down. Tears trickled down my cheeks as I waited for death. He pulled the trigger, and I felt the same sharp and cold item penetrate my body. I felt my body growing numb as I close my eyes. My hand that tried to protect myself dropped to the side, and my head turned sideways. I felt like people were calling me “miss” I didn’t know if it was me being called or it was Cynthia. I felt my heart tighten as I thought of my fate. I was wrong in falling in love.

But standing in this room, watching the room applaud the woman who sent me to prison as she stood next to the man I loved for twelve years, I felt something that was not numbness. It was something sharp. Clarifying. Like the moment before a storm breaks, when the air becomes so charged you can feel electricity on your skin. I picked up a fresh glass of champagne from a passing tray. I raised it very slightly, toward no one in particular. And I smiled. Because here was what Vivienne Lau did not know, standing up there in her white dress with her diamond ring and her perfect announcement. I was not here to crash her engagement. I was here to end everything she had built.

I replayed every sweet memory of my life in my mind, remembering the tender moments I shared with Vexon. Everything would end here; the love of the Mafia King would cease to exist. I couldn't confess verbally. I love you, my Satan. The muzzle of the gun was still on my forehead, and I knew this was the end of everything. I closed my eyes when I saw Vexon slowly pressing the trigger. Soon, I heard the familiar sound of the gunshot. Bang! ###

Until then, please stay in love with me even afterlife because I will love you until the end. Goodbye, I love you. From your psycho darling, Belladonna. - THE END -

“Yaron, I’m only calling an ambulance because I don’t want you dying at my doorstep. “I’m doing this out of respect for Mr. and Mrs. Hayes, nothing more. Besides, if you really died here, it’d be a hassle to deal with. “The pain you’re feeling now? It’s not even a fraction of what I went through. “But let me give you a piece of advice—stabbing yourself in the kidney like this? There won’t be another one to save you this time.” Then, I turned around and walked away without hesitation. As I passed him, he weakly grabbed the hem of my dress. His face was drenched in tears, his desperate eyes locking onto mine. “Do you really hate me that much? “Megan… Didn’t you love me more than anything?” I h

I'll be even more pathetic to him than I already am. We stayed like that, with the silence surrounding us. Zach gives me one last final glance before he turns his back to me, I want to call him, but doing so in my situation will risk me just bursting out and throwing everything and using that one last desperate attempt I can think of. In the end, I didn’t say anything and only follows him with my eyes, when he is already in front of the door, he stops and turn to look at me. He had a dark expression, a complete contrast to the gentle one that is in my mind. He used to look at me with love in his eyes, but he no longer does.

"The marriage was always going to be the mechanism. Get close, get inside, end it. That was the plan." Sable makes a small sound against the shelving that is not quite a word and Nadia does not look at her because she cannot look at her right now, she can only look at Dorian, who is still very still and very present and giving her absolutely nothing to read and everything to feel. "And the ending," he says, and his voice is the low stripped register from the dark, the one that has no professional courtesy in it. "What was the ending specifically." She takes a breath.

The moment the door shut, I exhaled, giddy. This was it. I pulled the vial from my pocket. The plunger in the syringe was already pressed halfway. A perfect dose. Enough for me and enough for him. My heart fluttered in my chest. We were going to die together. Finally. No more betrayal. No more begging. Just me and Killian. Forever sealed in one final breath. "I love you," I whispered as I pushed the needle toward the IV line. But just as I was about to inject it, his hand shot up. His elegant fingers clamped around my wrist like a vice.

He shook his head unable to complete the thought. With my hand against his cheek, I brought his face back to mine and kissed him so lightly. "There's nothing you can do to make me stop loving you. I will love you until my last breath and during that last breath it'll be you that's my final thought." He choked out a sob and set his head against my chest and we held each other as we both shed tears of relief, purging the pain that had stayed inside us since Mykel slit his wrist. "We should go get cleaned up." I kissed him again, a bit deeper this time and I felt him smile against my lips as the tears against his cheeks began to dry.

He stands and pulls me into a tight hug, spinning me so my feet are off the ground, “I love you, Chloe. Only you. Forever.” The End