Chapter 114

(Abbi's POV)

Finally, Flora and I came to the place Irina told me about, a cabin in the woods. Flora and I sat at opposite ends of the long table, and between us was a gun. Flora asked me to shoot her again. "Okay, now you can shoot and kill me. Your life is already shit anyway, and I know that you don't want it to get worse, so… just shoot."

But I didn't want to, I wanted to wait for Caitlyn Christian to come and do it herself, and I didn't want to kill her and then be killed by Mable Bell's weird psychic werewolf.

So instead of shooting her, I asked, "Why are you urging me? You know, I heard people say that death row prisoners are the most tortured because they wouldn't know the time of their execution. It could be the next second, the next minutes, or next hour. Now, look at yourself. You may look calm on the outside, but on the inside? You're no different from those death row prisoners. You're scared to death, aren't you? If you have any last words, you can think about it now." I