Prolouge

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"You are such a fool, Nora. I can't I was able to get you to easily trust me. I'm quite the charmer you know. Did you really think I gave a shit about you? That I actually cared? You must be so stupid."

There I was, lying on the cold marble floor, in a puddle of crimson, my body slowly weakening. My eyes tried to grasp a glance to the cold hearted killer, whose eyes met mine, showing no remorse or pity.

"You deserve it. You all deserve it. Did you think you could cast me out? I deserve to have what is mine!"

I felt the mastermind's cold stare and a shiver crawled up my spine. I tried to speak but my throat was too dry to let any words come out. I could feel the broken ribs ripping inside of me. I winced as the killer let out a manical laugh.

"You are a slut. You have always been. Anyone can be fooled by your innocent looking face but not me. You are a damned whore and I wish you never existed."

All I could see around me was a blur. My eyes grew heavy as I tried to stay alive.

"I guess this is goodbye then. It was nice knowing you, Nora."

I hear the sharp click of the gun. I close my eyes knowing that I deserve everything that is happening to me right now.

This is it. My end. My death. When a person realizes that death is near, they panic. But I welcome it openly. I feel this sense of relief that my pain in this cruel world will finally end. Even if it came to this.

I close my eyes, waiting for the cold metal to land on my head.

Bang!

But wait......how did it all come to this point? How did I end here? Well this is where the story begins.....Of how it all began.

Hey my lovely readers! 💕Its been a while and I do miss this actually. It took three years to finally pick up the courage to write. Don't worry, you will hearing from me for now on.❤️ I love you guys! See you in the next chapter!
                        Love,
                                  Liz💋

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