'Til Death Do Us Part ⌲ March

❝ I do believe this is the first time I've found myself hesitating with a weapon in hand, ❞ James admitted as his fingers curled around the knife resting in his palm, looking up at the woman in front of him with something in his eyes that Eleanor had yet to see in their ten years of marriage; fear.

She only smiled in response. ❝ You know as well as I do, my darling, that life is far too short for hesitation. ❞ she whispered, guiding his hand upwards so the knife was pressed against the skin of her throat. ❝ And it seems our time is growing shorter by the second. ❞