Kill The Luna
She placed the cold metal weapon flat on the smooth surface of the golden table and, with a gentle flick of her fingers, tossed it sliding straight across the wood until it tapped against my coffee mug.
"I would never in a million years want to kill you, Fedora—it is quite literally the very last thing I would ever want to do to you on this earth," Elda explained, her tone turning deeply serious as she gestured toward the door where the bodies had been taken. "In fact, you are the exact reason I just put those bullets through their heads."
My brow furrowed in deep confusion, my eyes darting between the weapon and her smiling face. "Why?" I demanded, the word slipping out before I could stop
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