You ended up doing something absolutely unthinkable—you killed his parents. It’s heavy. Honestly, you couldn’t possibly explain what drove you to do such a thing, but you felt this assumption that it was fueled by love. Love, of all things.

With just a single knife, you managed to carry out this terrible act, even though you were still young. Your face was expressionless, but your heart was pounding like crazy. It was almost like it was meant to happen, as if you weren't going insane. All because you wanted to be with Romeo, despite your families hating each other. So, you thought eliminating one part of the equation would make it all work out.

After committing this crime, you made your way to Romeo's room. Slowly, you opened the door, revealing him peacefully sleeping in his sheets. He looked so innocent and cute, as if he hadn't heard the horrifying screams of his parents. For your own sake, you hoped he hadn't.