Until My Last Breath Movie นิยาย & เรื่องราว

[Didn't get to say this earlier, but I'm out of forgiveness cards. [Let's get a divorce.] My phone started blowing up right after.

I even pointed to the wide door to indicate that he could go out. I don't know if I will feel guilty because of his appearance and depression but this is also not the way to feel sorry for him. "I'll be back, I will come back again and again for you until my children can recognize me." Luke's last words before finally leaving the wide door. I forgot about that. Later, I would like to introduce him to the children, but because of the heat in my head, that won't happen right now. 'Great Elle!' I turned away from what was in my mind and started typing. I even turned to the mess that was still on the small table.

“Lock her up!” Jason's radio suddenly crackled to life. A furious voice roared through the speaker. “Jason Watson! What the hell is going on? “Are you really going to let millions of people watch a hero die? “I don't care what it takes! Have her start treatment within five minutes! If anything goes wrong, I'll take full responsibility!” Michael finally snapped. His eyes turned bloodshot as he pressed the barrel of his gun against my temple. “Ashley Cross, this is your last chance.”

I knew that sound. Hunters. The door splintered inward. Three entered first. Two behind them. Wolves coiled beneath human skin. Blades drawn. Eyes sharp. They stopped when they saw me. On the floor. Half dressed. Blood on my thighs. Tears on my face. A dead man in my arms. One of them exhaled slowly. “Curse did our job for us.” Laughter. Something inside me cracked. Not loudly. Not violently. Quietly. Like ice splitting across a frozen lake.

"We forced two pounds of live scorpions down the father's throat. After we stitched his mouth shut, the scorpions tore out of his chest. He didn't make it." Margaret just nodded. "We can't do anything with the poisoned corpse. Toss it into the pit and burn it." Pain tore through my chest. On the way here, my family had beaten and humiliated me nonstop. I hated them for it. I had even wished for their punishment when the pain was unbearable. But I had never imagined it would end like this. "Mom…" I forced out, my voice weak. Neil's eyes lit up. He shouted toward the door, "Honey, get in here! Mia called for you!"

It loomed alone against the night sky, no lights, just a dark, hulking shape crouched in the darkness. It was the place I had decided on. The most fitting place for it all to end. The cuts on my palms had already scabbed over, but I could not stop myself from picking at the edges. The scab tore free and fresh blood beaded to the surface, sticky on my fingertips, carrying a faint copper smell. It was fine. Just a little longer. I just had to hold on a little longer, and it would all be over. I would never have to go back to that hell.

Before I spit out the last words I said that night, I watched his eyes widen in dread. “This will be the last.”

Then I used every bit of strength I had left and shoved Lily to the floor. She landed hard on her butt, still crying. I smiled. "There. THAT was me pushing you." A little bump like before? Yeah, that was never my style. *** Johan took Lily to the hospital. I sat blankly in the living room for most of the day, fighting the pain eating through my body. I was already dying. Why couldn't Lily just wait out the little time I had left? Why did she have to show up and start trouble? Night fell before I finally heard the lock turn.

"'Edward never chooses the door everyone expects.'" Silence. Ross looked from one wire to the other. "If we're wrong…" Oliver finished the sentence. "We die." The tunnel became unbearably quiet. Finally, Ross spoke. "I'm making the decision." Everyone looked at him. "If we stand here arguing…" "...we're dead anyway." He slowly reached toward the yellow wire. Emma couldn't breathe. Liam silently prayed. Oliver closed his eyes. Ross cut the wire. Nothing happened. For three terrifying seconds... No one moved.