But her words fell on deaf ears. His gaze darkened, resolve hardening as he raised the gun again. His jaw clenched, and a surge of adrenaline fueled him as he prepared to pull the trigger, to end this betrayal once and for all.
Bang!
A sudden, sharp crack split the air, but this time, it didn't come from his gun. He barely felt the impact as a bullet tore through his skull from behind, shattering his thoughts mid-breath. His world spun, his knees buckling as he crumpled to the ground beside his wife, the earth cold beneath him. Blood seeped from the wound, staining the grass, mingling with hers in a macabre union.
The man's vision blurred, his breaths shallow and labored as he fought to hold on to consciousness for just a moment longer. He struggled to lift his head, the faint outlines of figures looming above him blending with the hazy dusk. And then he saw it—the figure who had shot him, standing over him, watching with a chilling, calculated gaze.
