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Chapter 43
Emma Windsor P.O.V
I swallowed the lump in my throat. Did he know? Did he know that I was the one who killed his daughter? What would he do to me? I ignored the burning sensation of the tears that wanted to fall, my heart thumping loudly as I tried to control my breathing.
"Well, she couldn't have just disappeared!" He says with a happy tone, before returning the glare. He holds my gaze, waiting for an answer. I seal my lips shut, unable to find my voice. I jumped out of my skin as Vince suddenly points the gun at Ryder, the silver part positioned right on his temple.
Ryder was in defeat. He was too beaten up to fight. Ryder locks his jaw as he glares at Vince who had a sick smile on his face. He was going to kill him. Before I could react, the words were released from my lips, "I did."
Vince suddenly freezes, fixating his gaze on me, but not moving the gun from Ryder's forehead. "Why should I believe you, child?" He seethed. Adrenaline rushes through me like never before, finally beginning to talk. My throat burned from screaming, the tears drying out my lips.
"I killed your daughter. I watched the life drain from her eyes. I watched her die. And guess what? The funny thing is, I enjoyed it." I seeth, so much hate evident in my words. I smirk, watching as Vince shakes with anger. He drops the gun, before swiftly punching me square in the face. I'm knocked over, my body slapping against the marble floor of the balcony.
Blood drips from my nose and onto my lips. Vince grabs a fistful of my hair, gritting his teeth as he steers me upright. He then throws me against the rails, groaning in pain. Vince angrily rips off his suit jacket, rolling his sleeves to his elbows. I ignored Ryder's grunts as he tries to break free, swearing at Vince to gather his attention.
But his attention was on me.
One of my heels were gone, the other was chipped. My hair felt matted as it fell over my face, blood soaking my lips and nose. I clench my teeth together, trying to regain myself.
"I was going to be nice, and quickly kill you both. But now," He pauses, he grips onto the silver gun. I watch as his eyes light up, which makes my stomach churn. "I have an idea, love birds." He says, smirking. My heart rate quickens as he grabs Ryder by the collar, dragging him over to me.
Vince then places the gun in Ryder's hands, "I want you to kill her."
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