Chapter 15 - {The Only Way I Can Stop}

Soo-jin knelt near the center. Bleeding. Slow, fatal. A knife was still lodged under his ribs. His eyes never left Carlos. Not in anger. Not even fear. Just… grief. "You said you loved me," he whispered. Carlos sank to his knees, hands shaking. "I did." "I still do." "Then why?" Carlos pressed his forehead to Soo-jin's. "Because you'll never be mine. Not truly." "And if I can't have your heart…" "…I'll take everything that touched it." Soo-jin choked on a breath. "That's not love." "I know," Carlos whispered."But it's the only way I can stop." Seo In-kyung's door creaked open. She barely had time to scream. Carlos stood alone now. Two names crossed off. His hands were red. The sun began to rise behind him. He looked out at the city and then down at the bloodstained knife still in his grip. He smiled. Just a little. Then whispered: "Now he's mine." And stepped off the edge. A wide shot of the empty rooftop. Only the blood remains. And silence.