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"Faila, do not do this or you'll regret it," From the corner of his eyes, he noticed a bottle.

"Regret?" Faila laughed. "I have no regrets! Not like these humans matter," she pressed the gun harder against her head.

Aida was sweating and panicking, she pleaded to Kieran with her eyes to save her. She had been with Faila long enough to know that she had finally lost it, and would shoot her without batting an eye.

"Faila, drop the gun, don't push me. I'm only pleading with you because of the baby in your womb."

"Shut up! You were the one who had the baby's father killed so stop pretending like you care about the baby."

Kieran had moved closer to the table, he had to wait for the perfect opportunity to use it.

"I'm giving you one more chance to walk out of here, take care of your baby, mourn your lover," He had his eyes focused on her, his mind on the bottle.