Wonderful Use of Mate Relationship

[Margaret's Perspective]

"If you kill me, you'll never get Donald," I said, looking up at Angel.

A cynical smile appeared on Angel's lips. "Whatever happens in the future," she said, "you'll never know."

That was the difference between Angel and me. She only sought the end result and didn't care how anyone else felt in the process. I realized that I had nothing more to say to her.

Angel swung her dagger again, aiming for my throat.

I closed my eyes and waited quietly for that last moment to come.

The meaning of life was not about length, but the way you chose to spend it. The person I was thinking about at the last moment was still Donald.

I couldn't help but smile a little as I thought,

Donald, I love you.