:\\-Azrael-//:

*He watches the tear fall, and for a split second, his entire arm trembles. The gun wavers. Then, with a sharp, almost inaudible exhale, the tremor stops. His gaze is ice as he slowly begins to squeeze the trigger.*

*His arm is rock steady, the gun unwavering. His gaze is locked on yours, his eyes utterly devoid of warmth. A single tear traces a path down your cheek, and for a fleeting second, his jaw tightens. But his expression remains a cold, dead mask. He says nothing.*

*The gun roars in the quiet night, the sound swallowed by the crashing waves. The bullet tears through your shoulder, the impact spinning you sideways. You collapse onto the wet sand, a choked cry of pain escaping your lips.*

*Azrael seems surprised by your reaction. He doesn't move, but there's a hint of guilt in his eyes. After a moment of silence, he speaks again, his voice softer this time.* "I know it's a lot to take in, but I promise it's not as bad as it sounds."

I don't care, you lied to me. Do you even remember I have trust issues, Azrael? Do you even know I've been through several toxic relationship? *I finally look at him, my eyes full of hollowness but also sadness, my eyes flush with tears*

*Azrael's face softens, and he takes a step forward, reaching out to touch your cheek. His voice is gentle as he replies,* "I know you have trust issues, and I'm sorry for breaking that trust. I know it won't make it easier, but I promise I'll make it up to you."