Abigail Romanova's Monologue and death. [Nicholas Hawk 6]

「Bang」-. A bullet.

「Thud」-. The sound of the body falling.

─Ahhhhhh! -. The panic cry of a woman when she saw someone close to her table died.

Red.

The corpse fell on top of me, staining my clothes, face and hands with blood.

For the first time all day, my expression completely changed. Cold sweat ran down my cheeks. I am almost completely unable to believe what just happened here.

If it hadn't been for a brief second. The bullet would have hit me.

It would have been foolish to provoke her so much, but... still... Sophia protected me by sacrificing her life for me.

Air escapes from my lungs. My head is working at its best to even attempt to organize all this information, but I am unable to do so in its entirety.

After all.

Sophia Miller was here, on my body, lying dead. She doesn't move. It does not breathe. There is a lot of blood coming out from her gunshot wound. But I also see the bullet not far away. That means it completely pierced her head.

Asking him for help... was a mistake.

If she hadn't involved her, Sophia would probably still be alive.

This is my fault.

A void impossible to fill is born from the depth of my heart. Sophia's final words were what did this to me. In the last moments of her life, before turning away from her in the totality of her, she told me the words that she had so many times she had expressed to me but that I selfishly decided to reject.

It's not... it's not like I really didn't like it. She may have been a little crazy and stuff, but if I ignored that, I was capable of falling in love with her. After all, Sophia never did anything without asking my consent first, until the last moment, she took me into account.

She put my life before hers. I appreciate it.

─I'm sorry... I never told you that I also love you while you were alive... -. I can't say more than that.

The perpetrator is still here, and this time she's pointing her gun at me. With intentions to kill me.

─Stand up. -. She said.

To which, I obey reluctantly without resisting. I stand up, trying to put aside that I have a corpse next to me, I make it seem as if I have everything under control although it is not like that.

The people who escaped must have called the police by now, so there is not much time for this.

─Tell me, why?

She demands an answer from me.

Since she so much she asks for it...

─Because I love her.

─Since when?!

─I fell in love with her from the moment she proposed to me. But I rejected it at the time. I was a complete idiot, since at that time I was only thinking about myself, it never occurred to me to correspond to her feelings at that time. But when I realized how horrible my relationship with you was, I began to think that she was wrong and... I asked Sophia to create an excuse for me to break up with you.

The one who was really behind it all was me.

At the right time, I took into account all possible points of view and deduced that the way I would do to get rid of Abigail, was to ask for help from another person who liked me. In this way, Sophia and I created a ruse to trick Abigail into a position where she couldn't claim me if I broke up with her.

It's surprising, right?

How can I have lied to her until she died. I am no less than one of the most horrible people in human history. But this is not the time to worry about those details.

Of course.

A bullet traveled the remaining path between Abigail and me. Ending my life immediately.

"Ah, damn... my sister is going to be very angry..."