Her Past

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Winters ..... how lovely and beautiful they are. The blowing of cool breeze, breathtaking sunsets and yeah the best part, long peaceful nights. Winter indeed is a blessing. ... But for some it's nothing more than a forced existence, with only darkness and coldness around, like inside of a deep ocean, where there is no light, no one to hear your cries, no one to help, no one to protect you. it's just the eternal darkness.

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Year: ( JANUARY – 2007 )

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It was a normal night for the Ethan's Family, having a nice comfortable life. The young couple only had a 7 years old daughter. Nevertheless, they were happy and contended with their life. Claire, the wife of Mr. Ethan was in her daughter's room, dressing her.

"Mom, I don't want to wear black, I want pink." little Bonnibel insisted.

"Honey, black suits you, you look so cute." Claire playfully pinched her nose.

"But I don't want to look cute ... I want to look like you."

Claire chuckled, "Honey, you are beautiful and when you grow-up you're gonna look even better than me." Her mom sat on her knees, holding her daughter's shoulders. Bonnibel smiled and hugged her mother.

Bonnibel looked into the large mirror, she actually looked cute and smiled at the thought.

"See, I told you, you would like it." Claire said.

"Lets go now, daddy is waiting for us." Claire held her daughter's hand and went down stairs to the hallway, where her husband was waiting, wearing a black tux.

"You never fail to look handsome." Claire chuckled.

"Might as well hold my hand tight, who knows someone might kidnap your husband." They laughed at his joke.

"This is the cheesiest joke I ever heard from you honey." Claire said in between in her laughs, while trying to breath.

"Wow! Look at my little princess, aren't you the most adorable thing." He held her in his embrace and kissed her on her cheek.

He looked at his wrist watch. "Don't want to get late, we should go now."

They walked out towards their car, a Lexus LS500. He opened door for her daughter and Wife.

The family was having a happy convo, chuckles and laughs. While their car drove through cold, partially ice-covered roads.

Meanwhile, on rooftop of a certain building, a man in a black suit slowly opens a leather covered box, inside of which was a disassembled sniper rifle. He assembles the sniper, mounting the suppressor at the barrel of the rifle, he mounts the rifle on the cold railing.

"A2, can you here me, I can see his car approaching, should I continue?" The sniper man asks him.

"Wait, let him reach the junction, what is his speed?"

"about 50-60 mph."

"Hmm ... Good" the man on phone(A2) chuckles "You can continue. Climb down the ladder as soon as you complete your mission, my men will be waiting for you in a black Ford Mustang."

"Roger that." He ends the call, and focuses his aim on Ethan's Car. He waits for the right moment. As soon as the car approaches the junction, he presses the trigger.

The bullets pierce through Ethan's head, blood on the windscreen, his wife in utter shock.

The weight of Ethan's body turns the steering wheel, the cars hits the footpath and rolls over multiple times until it stops.

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