Last Stroke

Sebastian

Her face turned blue, her veins began to collapse underneath my hold, from her struggles to breathe to not being able to breathe at all— It gave me an intense amount of satisfaction to see this deceptive woman slowly falling into the arms of death. I was not sure if I actually wanted her dead, but my mind wasn't really in the state to decide between what was wrong or right.

I have killed enough in my life, one more death wouldn't add anything to the sins I have already gathered.

But leaving her alive would make a difference.

Was I willing to spare her life? Was making a difference anyway near my intentions?

What was my intention anyway? What would her death get me?

My hold around her neck began to lose on its own, giving her scopes to breathe and something flicked in her orbs. Perhaps, it could be her hopes to live rising to the surface again as her collapsing began to get a taste of air once again.

However, as my intentions began falling weak as well as my urge for vengeanc