My Hands Cannot Kill You

"NO."

Alex swiftly interrupted Emmy, "You don't need to meet him anymore, let you man do the talkings. I shall thank him from your behalf."

Emmy smiled and hugged her possessive man. If everything ended well, she wished to have their own child, to be specific, it should a boy, just like his father.

Soon they reached the cliff top Manor. As habit, Emmy wanted to go near the rock cliff area but as Alex was there she stopped herself. Alex understood her actions but he did not have the courage to see the scene directly with his eyes. Guilt washed over him again and again thinking of what he had seen through her visions.

"It has become my habit to come here to vent my frustrations... I thought of giving her a proper funeral after all our fiasco ended but now I feel that it is selfishness to keep her like this."