“… Die!” Luther gleamed with delight evident in his eyes.

As he pointed his gun at the powerless woman's head, ready to shoot, Melissa recollected what had happened a few moments earlier.

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“Are you worried about Roxanne?” Linda's voice echoed through the room, snapping Melissa back to reality.

She couldn’t explain why, but for some reason she kept thinking about her daughter, even more so than usual.

“Y-Yeah. I just hope she’s okay…” She mumbled, still distracted by her worried mind.

“Oh, she will be. After all, she takes after us, doesn’t she?” Linda smiled.

This gave Melissa some form of reassurance, making her nod her head in agreement....