I'd never given much thought to how my life would come to an end. Whether I'd die in an accident, in my sleep or even something worse. As I knelt there with a gun pointed at me I knew there was little hope that I would survive. I looked at her once more and could see the fear in her eyes. I loved her so much and I knew she loved me too. Fate seemed to have had all that in store for us and when life offers you a dream beyond your wildest expectations, it’s not reasonable to mourn when it comes to an end. It was at that moment that I longed for one final moment to just hold her in my arms and just feel the touch of her skin. Sadly this was not to be. The savage look given to me by my executioner made sure of that.