CELESTINE's P O V

‘‘You’re really good, I must say…’’ Allen increased the pressure he applied to my chest by pressing the gun's tip into it. ‘‘So… in such a short amount of time, you were able to persuade this man. But take a look at what you've created. Because of you, he lost his life...’’

Then he laughed and threw his head back in exaggeration.

‘‘And his wife is likely to die soon because of you…’’ I felt like crying as soon as I thought of his wife, remembering how my mom suffered in her illness as well. She’s going to die because of me, because I let her...