Live. Love. Play. (GB)

Blood

Sophia clutched on the bouquet in her hand as she knocked on Eric's door. The door came ajar and Sophia walked in, her mind already picturing his surprise, but the next thing she knew- she was leaving unnoticed, for Eric's eyes held another. Tears streamed down her face as she ran, wishing to remove the grunts he uttered from her mind, wishing to forget his hands roaming on her body. Sophia ran till her feet couldn't run anymore, and only then did she collapse to the floor in tears.

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Milan's hands shook as he picked up the gun to point it at Gerard. Gerard turned around in surprise, frowning at his son.

"Milan. Put the gun down."

"No."

"Milan. I'm your father."

"No, you're not. Okay? You're not. You weren't there, ever. I lived my entire life without you. And with my true father." Gerard's hands shook as he looked at his son carefully.

"You don't want to do this."

"I want to." Milan said, before squeezing the trigger.

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"What are you here for?" Eric asked Sophia crisply, his eyes on his phone.

"I wanted to talk."

"Talk then. But do talk fast. I have signing in an hour."

"Why'd you do it? Why'd you go for that woman?"

"Eva? She didn't make me wait 8 years."

"So that's your excuse?"

"Excuse? Sophia Rose Bale. You are not my girlfriend. Not my wife. I don't have to make excuses to you. 8 years I saw you with your arm around every man but me. 8 years I waited for you to come around. I'm not gonna wait anymore." Eric said, before storming out of the room.

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Milan embraced Kira, his arms wrapped around his mother, supporting her as she sobbed. He then handed her to the sobbing Luka, and she cried with her husband, their hands joined. Milan made his way towards Tina, his hand stroking her cheek in worry. "Are you Okay?"

"I'm Okay." Cristina said as Milan continued to stroke her cheek in comfort. Cristina's hand snaked his neck as she hugged him tight, his hand on her waist. When they pulled apart, they already had their lips on each other, moving in sync. Milan opened his eyes slowly as they pulled apart, only to widen with worry. Cristina felt herself being pushed aside, and as she looked to the floor in anger, her heart picked up pace and her mouth screamed in pure shock. Blood stained the floor. Away from Gerard's body.

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