You wouldn't believe this:

Her hands were wobbling as she held the gun over Alex Waynee's head.

'What if the sound sets off a noise in the neighborhood?' Her thoughts raced.

Looking around in trepidation, her heart beating very fast, she grabs a pillow and covers the barrel of the pocket pistol.

Staring in his face, Memories of the good times they had together floods her mind.

Although their relationship had been kind of complicated, with her parents always picking on Alex Waynee due to their misbelief that the trillionaire is a poor brat.

'I can't do it'

'I can't do it'

She immediately stands up from the bed and walks over to the mirror.

Tears well down her eyes as she toggles her hands into her hair.

Picking up her phone, she scrolls up and searches for the contact who had sent her that message earlier.

I CAN'T DO IT.

PLEASE, LEAVE MY LOVED ONES OUT OF THIS.

KILL ME INSTEAD.

Her face was etched with gloom, her eyes welling with tears as she typed out the message.

Lying on her bed, she gazed into the dark sky