Chapter 2019

Yvonne heard it clearly, but her brain and body seemed disconnected, unable to react at all. “Go on.” Christopher urged, his eyes gradually turning cold. Yvonne stood up stiffly, trembling slightly. The dress she wore was drenched in sweat. She was still alive, but it felt as if she had died over and over again. She walked to Oscar, and those few steps seemed to take up half a lifetime. Oscar’s hands were bound. He pressed his head against the ground as support to straighten his back, kneeling wobbly before her. From the moment he was caught, Oscar knew he could not survive. But he was unwilling to die like worthless trash. He wanted to die with pride. Taylor walked up and held Yvonne’s cold hands, forcing her to grip the gun. Oscar, with his face full of blood, smiled gently at Yvonne as if he were comforting her. Yvonne closed her teary eyes. This basement was an execution ground for her heart. Suddenly, her pupils contracted. Oscar’s left eye was bloody, leaving only his