The gun seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and Crystal's arms were trembling. Her face was flushed, and her forehead was damp with perspiration. She had thought that she could shoot him easily, but something was holding her back.
Crystal wanted to turn around and point the gun at Eric. She felt like she was in a nightmare, and she wanted time to stop so that she could walk away from all of this.
Nathan smiled weakly and said, "If you are going to do it, do it. You have my blessing. I cannot live without you anyway."
Crystal's whole body began to shake, and she began to weep quietly. She turned to Eric. "I'm sorry," she whined. "But I'm not a killer…"
Eric nodded encouragingly. He smiled and said, "You can. I believe in you, you just need to believe in yourself."
"She can't do it!" Nathan laughed out loud.
