Chapter 25: Is This Love?

Miguel's POV

The deafening echo of the gunshot reverberated through the room, shattering the tense silence.

Vivian's lifeless body crumpled beside Lewis —she was dead.

I swirled my head to Ava as I lowered my gun. She still had her gun clutched in her palm with a stunned look on her face as she lowered the pistol.

She darted her eyes to Vivian's body, and back at me.

Ava was visibly shaken, and I couldn't help but wonder if a pang of remorse tugged at her.

I smirked as I closed the distance between us, returning Killer in my suit. His work was done, and I felt glad.

Although, I would have felt more glad if Ava had been the one to pull the trigger on Vivian instead of me. But that plan had turned out to be an epic failure and also a punch in my guts, seeing how things turned out.

My feet stopped before hers, and I looked into her eyes, anger swirling inside of me.

I clenched my jaw tightly as I spoke, "You didn't think I'd be dumb enough to actually give you a loaded gun. Did you?"