End My Misery [DANIELA DIMITRESCU]

Uh, Sorry?

Hello, Alyas Onyot here!

Okay, so I have been out long again, and I'm sorry. Things have been really rough lately, and I just didn't have the time to continue editing. Plus, I had to rewrite the whole ending. And I know that the part 2 of this story very, very long overdue. So for those who have patiently waited for the final chapter of this 2-part oneshot, I'm very, very sorry. And please do note that I have not abandoned this story.

To make up for the long overdue finale, I decided to give you a taste of part two. So without further a due, I give you this snippet of the already edited part for the finale chapter.

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"Mother, what if she catches him here? What would Mother Miranda do if she finds out about us?" Daniela spoke, uncertainty clear in her voice. Alcina bent down and caressed her youngest daughter's cheek softly.

"We all know what would happen, Daniela. [Y/N] would definitely suffer an extremely painful death, and I'm afraid the same might happen as well to you."

Daniela shrunk in fear at her mother's words, unable to stop the whimpers that escaped her mouth. [Y/N] felt his knees ready to give up just at the idea of what would happen not just to him, but to Daniela as well. Despite that, he still was able to grab for her gloved hand, giving her a small smile and offering comfort as much as he could. He couldn't help but feel bad as well for them. He caused this mess. And now, Daniela's life is on the line because of their relationship. If only his team didn't have to end up here in search for Jill, none of them would be in this mess. If only he just died along his men, none of them would be in this mess. If only he didn't sparked an unexpected romance with Daniela in that damned cellar, none of them would be in this mess. If only...

Lady Dimitrescu felt emotions fighting inside her, feeling helpless by the fact that she might lose her beloved youngest daughter because of the romantic bond Daniela formed with someone they was supposed to kill, but happy to see that [Y/N] was doing his best to cheer her daughter up even if it was him that would mostly be pained if Mother Miranda does come. His actions were still for Daniela's sake rather than his, showing just how unselfish and genuine his love is for her. She smiled fondly, placing a gentle hand on their shoulders.

"But I won't let that happen. You have my word. As long as I'm around and alive, no harm shall ever come your way. I will protect you both, even if it requires that I must kill Mother Miranda, or die trying. So for now, try not to roam around the castle too often," she said, pulling them close for a hug before leaving the room.

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It has also come to my attention that as of the moment that I was writing this, End My Misery has now garnered a total of 281 reads! That's crazy! I wanna thank all of the awesome people who are responsible for this. Thank you to those who have read, voted and commented on my little oneshot, as well as for those who have added End My Misery to their reading lists. Thank you all so, so much. I really appreciate this, it is a big help for my improvement.

So for that, here's a mini bonus.

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He manage to get back inside the room he came from, thankful that they forgot to close the door. Peeking out, he sighed in relief when he saw Mother Miranda go the opposite direction. He slumped on the wall, pulling himself close as he noticed his body's intense trembling and his breathing becoming erratic.

A shiny object on the far corner of his eyes caught his attention. On the table near him, he could see a gun ready for the taking. He scrambled his way towards it and picked it up to study it, admiring the intricate design of the black and gold magnum revolver. He checked the cylinder, satisfied when saw it was full of rounds. He leaned back against the wall before peeking out, only to jump when he felt a pair of strong hands grab him on the shoulders and cover his mouth. He tried to struggle himself away, pointing his gun at whoever was holding him.

"Hey kid, it's me," he heard a man whisper, pulling his arm holding the gun down. He glanced up, and met his reflection through the man's sunglasses.

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That's all for today, folks! Once I'm done editing it, I'll see you all for the final chapter. Bye!