Luna Collins pressed her fingertip on the trigger. It was obvious that pulling the trigger would make her feel relieved, but she felt like something was blocking her throat and heart.
She turned her face away and loosened her hand at the same time, and the gun fell into his palm.
"I do not need."
First he stabbed her, then he applied medicine to her.
She was not worthy of it.
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