Chapter 2

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TW: Murder

Unlike before, the sun was setting, yet here Cameron didn't look like how they did before. Oh, you don't know how they look? Normally, or what has come to be normal is a Latina with short, curly, hair, the back being a teal and the front being a chocolate brown with ocean blue eyes, however they also have long, straight, jet black horns. 
However here you see Cameron had long chocolate brown hair, no teal also with no horns nor blue eyes, they are a brown here. But how did Cameron change so much? Let us see.

Cameron is at Niagara Falls with a tall man, he has a large smile on his face, happy, and hand on Cameron's waist, they both had their new rings on.
They were standing close to the edge of the falls,

"I love you," Cameron announced, here they didn't sound cold, she sounded happy...The guy just nodded his head, looking at the falls.
"I am so happy this is our honeymoon," Cameron added, looking up at the man, Cameron was tall, 6'1 however the man was slightly taller. The mans face is a blur, all besides his smile, however he did have fair skin and well kept short brown hair. 
"Yes. So I am" The man answered, cold, not happy like it should be. 
"Are you okay honey," She asked, putting a hand on his check, closer to the ledge.
No one was there, all besides those two.
"Cameron, I would love you more if you really who I loved." The man, her husband, stated, bitter.
"I'm confused," Cameron whispered, looking at the ground, her husband crouched down a bit, smiling,
"You will understand when I have my money," He answered and Cameron looked back up, he was smiling again but not because he was happy, this smile, this smile was twisted, he put a finger up to his mouth.
"All will be understood," He added, standing straight up.

Cameron looked up at him, maybe if she didn't and they ran, they wouldn't be where they are today.
The man pushed them off the cliff, smiling as water filled Cameron's lungs, smiling as the water tore Cameron down and kept them there, smiled as his wife drowned.

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