You Won’t Kill Me, Will You?

Aurora lowered her head. "He's the one who saved my life. That's why I had to come. If I didn't… I'd never have peace of mind."

"You're just like your grandfather," the old man murmured.

He slowly stood up, and Aurora no longer had the appetite to eat.

"Play a song for me," he said quietly, facing the night light streaming through the window. "Your best one."

Aurora got up and silently walked over to the piano. She took a breath, adjusted her emotions, and began to play.

She chose Losing You, a melancholy tune. It began ethereal and gentle, but as the melody unfolded, it became full of sorrow, regret, and quiet pain.

As the flowing notes filled the room, the old man unknowingly stepped up behind her. Aurora tensed immediately.

The cold barrel of a gun pressed against her back just as the final note faded.

The old man placed a small vial on the piano.