Viviana held the gun firmly between her two hands, her fingers on the trigger, the gun level with her eyes. Felipe stared at her- if she was bluffing, she was damn good at it.
Slowly, Felipe took two steps back, still aiming directly at his daughter.
"Don't move." She said, her voice still raspy. He smiled.
"It doesn't matter how far I move, I'll still shoot you right in the face." Felipe said, the sounds of men outside getting closer.
"Would you really shoot me, daddy? You'd kill me? After all the times you said you loved, the times you said nothing was good enough for your princess?" She said, her throat closing up.
"Would you like to test me?" He asked.
"You're going to kill me like you killed her. I'm not my mother. I'm not going to let you push me around." Viviana said, no
