"Ava..."
Alexa's calm expression remained unchanged when the woman fired her gun toward the ceiling of Connor's room. Alexa looked back at Connor, who had fallen to his knees because he was still shocked by her previous reckless actions.
"Now, there is no more Ava Asylum, Connor. Ava has died killing herself right in front of you. Now, all that remains of the four Asylum siblings is you. You separated them, destroying them slowly with your own hands, Connor. From now on, This woman in front of you is named Alexa Rutterford, the legal wife of Dominic Rutterford, whom you set up for the lives of your new friends."
Alexa spoke with tears continuing to flow down her smooth cheeks. Alexa's eyes may look sharp and full of hatred, but there is also a feeling of sadness and disappointment that she tries to hide as best she can. Alexa lowered her gun as she bit her lips to hold back the sobs that kept trying to escape her mouth.
