Chapter 683:

Tracy wrapped her fingers around the gun and pressed it against Brian’s temple.

Her eyes flickered with both pain and fury.

But her hand wouldn’t stay steady; it trembled violently, refusing to obey. She tried again and again, but in the end, she let out a shaky breath and threw the gun back at Neal. “You do it.”

Without another word, she turned her back to them.

A moment later, the sharp crack of a gunshot rang out.

Her fists tightened, nails digging into her palms as she fought the ache in her chest. She refused to turn around.

If she couldn’t have Brian, then she’d rather see him gone forever. The thought of him living a happy life with someone else was unbearable.

It hurt—a lot—but this was the choice she had made.

She wouldn’t regret it.

No. She wouldn’t.

she ran,

she could get far, piercing police

jolted. Instinct screamed at her to run, but it was

favorite is

of police cars swarmed in, cutting off every possible

was clear—she and Neal were done

nowhere left to

been utterly defeated, she felt it had all been

sent a sick pleasure coursing

of her throat. She didn’t flee. Instead, she turned, eager to drink in

memory. But what met her gaze stole the

Brian wasn’t dead.

himself forward, inch by agonizing inch, until he reached Rachel. With

cupped her face with trembling hands. “Hold on. Help is here. You’re going to be

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