Fever-hot tears ran down her face as she tried to move the knife, trying desperately to get it out of her. She wanted to keep trying, but, somehow, she knew.
She knew it was too late.
Fever-hot tears ran down her face as she tried to move the knife, trying desperately to get it out of her. She wanted to keep trying, but, somehow, she knew.
She knew it was too late.
I pointed my gun at his head as he pointed his at mine.
Who knew the once soo mad in love couple would end up this way?
I knew I couldn't shoot him. I can't do it.
So I was waiting for the bullet. Re...