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It was all a bluff. She never really intended to shoot him. She only wanted to scare him and in her way, prove that she could handle such a situation, but judging from the daring glint in Chase's eyes, he wanted her to shoot him. Why? She didn't want to find out.
They stared at each other. He remained still and calm with the gun pressed against his chest. Yet, the main person holding the gun was trembling, afraid that one movement of the finger would set off the trigger, killing him.
She was not a person made for prison.
"I can spend a lifetime like this, "Chase sniggered c*****g his head to the side. “And I won't mind dying by your hands,"
Sophia was at a loss for words. She had never hurt anyone deliberately, not even a fly or spider that crawled itself into her bedroom.
