Romans & histoires Until My Last Breath Movie

Then she had watched her fiancé put a bullet through a man's skull and smile while the blood spread across the marble floor. The memory came without warning, as it always did. One moment she was counting beats and correcting posture and being the patient instructor these wealthy widows paid her to be. The next moment she was back in that hallway at the Lagos Charity Ball, the smell of jasmine and champagne and gunpowder thick in her throat. The man in the dark suit falling backward, his eyes wide with surprise—not pain, not fear, just pure, naked surprise, as if he could not quite believe that this was how his story ended. Emeka lowering the gun, his smile never wavering. Turning to her and

“Then let's just do it now. Like I said, if you don't mess around, there won't be any pain for you.” Actually, Aini didn't want to believe it, but under these circumstances she couldn't do anything anymore. Let's start now. I will do it quickly, so don't talk too much.” Aini swallowed her saliva, ready to accept fate. In his heart he was already praying, apologizing and thanking Lia. At least, if he was going to die in this place, he could still meet his mother there.

Her little hope to live made her reach for that hand. ‘Help! Please, save me!’ She thought as the blurry figure was still aiming to reach her hand. Her eyes went wide as her hope slowly decreased when she saw the three sirens simultaneously attacking her savior. ‘No! Don’t kill him, no!’ Maddie screamed the last word that only caused her demise to fasten. It was the last straw. Maddie had finally reached the floor, lifeless.

The moment the servants scattered, the last wisp of air left my lungs. My soul drifted weightlessly out of my body. I hovered in a daze, half-transparent, and softly asked the system in my mind, 'Can you transmit me now? I want to go home.' But the system's mechanical voice was flat and unyielding: [Only once the male and female leads acknowledge your death can you exit this world.] I paused for a moment, then let it go. I'd survived decades—what was a little more waiting?

I exclaimed, my own voice shattering with terror and longing. He reached out, brushing tears from my face. “I have to, Audrey. Trust that our love is strong enough to hold us together. I’ll be back for you—always.” The last words echoed in my mind: "The final reckoning is near." I closed my eyes and prayed our love would be strong enough to see us through the horrors to come.

She struggled with all her might. "Princess, I'm so sorry. Please spare my life!" But Princess Jasmine was unmoved by her pleas. Instead, she tightened her grip. The maid's eyes bulged. With her last breath, she said, "Princess… the one who should be buried… is Master Stephen…" The maid had only been railing against her unfair fate as she faced death. But to everyone's surprise, these words made Princess Jasmine stop. "Explain yourself. What do you mean? Otherwise, not a single one of you will live today!"

He smirked devilishly and held the bracelet before pulling it off harshly causing it to break. My eyes widened when I saw it broken. "Now, you want it still huh?" He smirked and throw it through the tall grass, I didn't even saw where it fell. I felt that pang on my chest, it's heavy... And it's hurting too much. My sight started to blur when tears filled my eyes, but I immediately wiped it off, memories of myself with my family back then came flashing to my mind as if it only happened yesterday. But my parents died five years ago already.

His body collapsed weakly forward, his forehead coming to rest gently against the outer rim of the coffin. His vision began to fracture and fade, yet his eyes remained stubbornly half-open, staring fixedly at my face. “Iris... I... love you…” He forced out those final words with agonizing difficulty, and slowly closed his eyes forever. Dead silence returned once more to the church, save for a single beam of sunlight filtering through the stained-glass windows, scattering mottled patterns of light across the coffin and Kaelen’s corpse. He believed that death would mark the beginning of our reunion.

I smiled and nodded. “Until my last breath, my love…”

You have to do it for them. Have you ever seen that moment in the movies where the good guy remembers a memory that suddenly gives them a brighter fire of determination, super strength and immortality all of a sudden? Yeah, that didn’t happen. I made sure my last heaving breath counted as I flailed in Cole’s unforgiving grip. My vision was blackening and I was surprised I haven’t died yet. But when I felt my lungs starting to collapse, I know my time was coming to an end.