Ruined

Laina

“No,” I said. “Stop this! This is madness!”

Mason lifted his hand to silence me. I started shaking. I couldn’t control it.

I watched, terrified, as Mason moved toward Evelyn. He kept advancing on her, even as her hands began to shake, and the gun trembled in her grip. The safety was off. All she had to do was pull the trigger.

“Stay where you are, Mason,” Evelyn demanded.

He didn’t listen. He kept moving closer. She slipped out from between him and the nightstand and backed away into the corner. She had nowhere else to go, and he was still closing the space between them.

“I said stay where you are!” she screamed.

“No,” Mason said. His voice was calm and low.

Evelyn gritted her teeth, and he boxed her in. Soon he was so close, the barrel of the gun was resting against his chest. I wanted to close my eyes, but I didn’t dare look away.

Mason leaned in close to Evelyn, and she