AXEL
“Aren’t you going to say something?”
I tapped my finger against the side of my elbow, keeping my arms folded as I tried to stay calm. It wasn’t easy to do when I had the barrel of a gun pointed at me. “I’m not sure what you want me to say,” I said honestly.
The sad smile that tilted Angela’s lips at my words made my stomach twist even tighter. “I guess you really wouldn’t have anything to say to a woman you don’t love,” she murmured.
Angela stood not more than five feet in front of me, far enough away that I couldn’t easily grab her, but close enough not to miss her shot even if she was a bad shooter. I stared at the gun she held with both hands. It was pointed at my torso, which meant she had a large target with fewer chances of missing.
This was not how I would have liked t
