Ferdinand sat behind the wheel, blood trickling down his forehead.

Yet he was laughing a cold, hollow laugh that echoed with despair. "Bryn, be good. Come back. Take one more step, and I'll have no choice but to pull the trigger."

Briony met his gaze, unflinching.

The gun was pointed right at her; fear clawed at her chest-she'd have to be inhuman not to feel it.

But after coming this far, how could she possibly turn back now?

"I'm not going back, Ferdinand."

Slowly, Briony lifted her hands. She removed her veil, slipped off her earrings, tugged the necklace from her throat.

With the back of her hand, she wiped the lipstick from her lips, her steady eyes never leaving Ferdinand. "I'd rather die than be your bride."

Ferdinand stared at her, eyes bloodshot and wild.

"Bryn, you're breaking my heart."

Briony gave a small, determined smile, then turned away, walking forward without hesitation-

Bang!

A shot rang out. The bullet struck the earth at her feet.

She froze for a split second—a reflexive flinch in the face of danger.

But then, gathering her skirts, she pressed on, stepping through mud and puddles toward freedom-

Bang!

of

as if ready to meet death

One step, two steps...

sodden and filthy. She was

retreating figure seemed so slight in the distance, yet there was nothing frail about

"BRIONY!"

the rest of

gun and leaping from the

leave! If you have to die, then you'll

her gown and

plunged into the woods, branches tearing at her, heart pounding. Ferdinand thundered after her, but ahead of her-she

She was lost.

abyss before

always how

were so many paths down the mountain, but she had chosen

an instant. The sky, clear only moments ago, darkened with

howled, leaves rustling furiously

her long black hair streaming

a

of the trees, shouting frantically, “Bryn, I'm

"Ferdinand, let me go. Otherwise, I'll

a gulf

down in

through, clung to

She couldn't run anymore.

this ending was

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