Susan's POVWhen I saw George aiming the gun at Isabella, ready to shoot her, I threw caution to the wind and launched at him. I tried to snatch the gun away from him, but he skillfully turned, preventing me from taking the gun.Unable to snatch the gun, I dropped to my knees in front of George and held his legs tightly, pleading and sobbing loudly, "Please, George, kill me instead! Spare my daughter, I beg you! Kill me!"All I cared about was keeping my daughter safe. Isabella, sensing my distress, coupled with my loud cries, started crying and wiggling in Georgina's arms."Stop crying, you little brat!" Georgina yelled at Isabella, making her cry even harder.My motherly instincts took over, and I lunged at Georgina, trying to get Isabella back. I grabbed Georgina's hair and yanked it back, trying to take Isabella away but George grabbed me from behind, dragging me farther from Georgina.Unknown to him, Patrick had slowly managed to stand and threw a punch at George, making him let g
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