Joyce took a few sharp breaths and didn't say a word.

"Don't shake your hand, come on, hold the gun steady. Your marksmanship, isn't it the world's best? Don't miss the shot.” Charlotte's eyes almost popped out.

The thrill of watching the two of them, killing each other, was too intense.

Joyce froze in place as she slowly raised the gun and finally pointed it straight at Luther's heart.

Love and family.

Her parents and Luther. She would have to choose one or the other. When the gun was pointed at his heart, her brow twitched violently, like a fire blown by the wind.

The sky outside the rotten building, from just now, had turned gloomy, and it began to snow.

With no windows above the rotten building, snowflakes drifted in unrestrainedly.

looked at Joyce in shock, his breathing

her gun would be pointed at his heart. “Luther, you

knife, "I hate you! I hate you! You think you know everything? In fact, you don't know anything! Falling off a cliff into the sea, my daughter! She ... she

out, she raised her left

the pistol steady, was always pointed at his

black eyes full

out that he

she was never willing to meet him with

Anderson, Iris.

Only Anderson survived.

four years ago, she was pregnant with two children and fell off a cliff

moment, he could imagine how desperate

she hated him, why she hadn't shown up

originally

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