A bullet pierced through the wall passing right beside Dylan's ear.
Anabel didn't shoot him, she couldn't bring herself to do it.
The memories she had of him clung unto her as she looked at him.
What he did to her was hurtful yet she couldn't harm him.
She turned around and walked away.
Dylan who had thought that this was the end of his life when he heard the gunshot opened his eyes and saw that she had missed.
But he knew that she did not just miss but deliberately shot the wall.
He knelt down as he watched her leave clutching his heart.
He had waited for her to pull the trigger yet she showed him mercy, he knew it wasn't over.
Dylan held his head in his hands as he grimaced, the pain he felt was suffocating. The hatred he had seen in her eyes was terrifying as he had never seen
