Samantha looked firmly into his eyes and pinched the poisonous needle determinedly. Deep down, she uttered the same word, "Goodbye!"
If she could turn back time, she would make sure not to fall in love with Timothy again and immediately give up the first time he rejected her.
Since she could not, then she would rather never meet him again in the next life.
She hoped not to meet him even in the afterlife.
Samantha watched as Timothy curled his forefinger and immediately aimed at a certain point on his neck. The moment he pulled the trigger, she would stab that poisonous needle into his neck.
They would then die together.
However, the door to the church was pushed open at a critical moment and a weak yet firm voice resounded through the church hall.
"Which one of you dares to lay a hand on my granddaughter-in-law!"
