Chapter 8 Howard's and Zendaya's POVs

Howard's POV

I was about to be executed by the firing squad.

This was something totally uncalled for.

I thought that if Zendaya died and I lost my mind, I could somehow escape my fate. Alas, I didn't realize how advanced technology had become in this modern era. There was no hiding from the machines, no way to slip through unnoticed.

When the results from the tests came back, I freaked out and dropped to my knees in front of the officers, begging for a reduced sentence.

Still, I had killed Zendaya. I killed her in cold blood and was fully sane about what I was doing.

She deserved to die. She was the one who caused the death of Wendy and our child. Shouldn't she pay with her life?

Speaking of Wendy, I didn't even know how to describe her. She was always so...gentle, so calm. She never fought for or competed with me. We treated each other with polite distance.

When Zendaya left me and married someone else, I spiraled. For a long time, I didn't believe in love anymore.

I decide