Chapter 6

In a blink of an eye, her face paled and burst into tears. She bit her trembling lips to suppress her urge to cry harder. She looked at me with disgust, hurt, hatred, anger, and something which I couldn't describe. Her eyes bore into mine with such a weird intensity that all I wanted to do was to wipe her tears away. And at that moment, I regretted. I regretted doing something which I love to do. I regretted killing her parents. Fuck. What's happening with me?

I took a deep breath and cleared my every damn fucking thought about her. This woman has to die. She is invading foreign things to my immune. And I couldn't let this happen.

"C-Chris p-please sh-shut Claire's eyes. I-It..." She said and clenched the corner of her top tightly. Her vulnerable voice laced with hurt, echoed over my senses, and the strangest thing is I'm still sitting at my place instead of pushing the bullet straight into her head. What the hell is wr