"How have I wronged you? How has Nora Ainsworth ever wronged you in the slightest? Why did our problems always have to drag her in? I don't love you. I made that perfectly clear from the very beginning. Do you have any shame at all? Now that you've killed her, do you really think I'll let you off as easily as before?"
Catherine Callahan's face was a mask of astonishment, but she quickly retorted, "So what if you kill me right now? Is that going to bring Nora Ainsworth back to life?"
He stood up, pulled out a gun, and aimed it at her. "You're right. Even if I cut you into a thousand pieces right now, she won't come back. So, why should I let you die so easily?"
Catherine Callahan was shocked. "What are you doing? Don't forget, I'm your mother's— AHH!!!"
Before she could finish, a bullet tore through her mouth. A wave of excruciating pain washed over her, and blood streamed from her lips, pooling on the floor. Catherine Callahan clutched her mouth and fainted from the agony.
