The BEAST in the mirror

,,I held the pistols in my hands, which were weighed down by my gloomy thoughts. I was faced with a choice that would change not only my life, but the lives of those standing in front of my barrel. She had tears in her eyes and her pleading look begged for forgiveness. As dry as her cries were now, the emptiness shook me deeply. He stood beside her, with a look of fear and that certain plea for mercy."