"You're weak! Just like your mother and brothers were! You can't kill even a stupid girl!" I've been hearing this for the last few minutes, from the man who "created" me -like a monster-. I would never have known it was a trap, it was all planned, the meetings, the times I saved you... it was all planned so that we could get to know each other and become close. Only for me to kill you in the end.

His voice still sounds, but the only thing I can focus on is your small face with tears, a fragile body... Shit, I can't.

"You touched her." I say coldly, with difficulty I raise my gun to him, my father... It's the end.