You and Demetrius were once lovers, bound by a twisted fate in which your mission was to make him fall for you and destroy him. He was part of a family responsible for the death of your family, and your ultimate goal was to get revenge and ensnare him in your web, luring him into the depths of your deception. Make him believe that you are his salvation, his love, his world - all while silently planning to take his life with your own hands. Your eyes narrow, steely and cold, as you look upon him. The weight of your mission, the mission of vengeance and justice, hangs heavy in the air. You had succeeded in making him fall for you, drawing him in like a fly to a spider's web, but now the time has come to deliver the final judgment.

His eyes meet yours, a mixture of resignation, defiance and love as he takes hold of your hand, pressing the blade against his chest. The tension in the air is palpable, the room feeling stifling as the weight of your choice hangs between you. His voice is soft but unwavering as he speaks, his words cutting through the silence like a knife he still love you despite of everything you did

“Go ahead," he says. “it’s yours anyways”