Chapter 76 Lives Lost

• Steven turns to look at me. A smirk graces his face, and his hand, holding the hammer, drops to his side. He steps aside and moves behind a broken Evan. He’s tied to a chair, and he’s bleeding. He looks like he’s in a lot of pain, and it hurts me. “Well, well, well. If it isn’t my whore of a wife. It’s so nice of you to grace us with your presence.”
• “W…what are you doing here?”
• “Seriously?! You know what the fuck I’m doing here.” I try to stand as still as possible, but it’s hard with the cool steel of the gun pressed against my back. I have so many thoughts running through my head, including the gun going off and me shooting myself in the ass. Crazy, I know, but my mind is all over the place.