The Beauty of Contrast

Prologue:

The word felt like fire burning a hole through her heart.
“I don’t love you like I loved you yesterday…”

These were the last words that came out of his mouth as he pulled the trigger towards her heart, then pulling the trigger over his own chest.

Before the shock could engulf completely, her hand moved towards mobile and she pressed 112. She gasped to the person on the phone to trace the call; she was loosing too much blood.

She passed out from the loss of blood as the ambulance arrived.

Title credit:Sinew