So that’s how it was.
I stared blankly at the screen.
No wonder.
No wonder Ethan, a professionally trained police officer, died at the hands of a rich kid like Lucas.
It wasn’t just because Lucas had a knife, but because he had over a dozen helpers.
And no wonder when Ethan died, there wasn’t a single good bone left in his body.
It wasn’t just uncontrolled violence, but torture for pleasure.
After being stabbed so many times, Ethan hadn’t actually died.
He lay on the ground, his blood–covered hand clutching a box.
Lucas’s men picked up the box and handed it to Lucas.
Lucas opened the lid. On the soft velvet inside lay a diamond ring.
The setting was custom made the shape of a rose.
Roses were my favorite flower. Ethan had planted many, many of them in the garden for me.
Lucas held the ring up to the camera, smirking mockingly:
“I thought it was some treasure, but it’s not even one carat. What garbage.”
3:26 pm DDD
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Ethan’s hand reached towards Lucas with great difficulty.
He had no strength left. It was already a miracle he was still conscious after losing so much blood.
But he struggled to reach out, trying to grab that tiny rose.
“You want it? Come get it.” Lucas smiled nastily, tossing the ring far away.
The final scene of the video showed Ethan dragging his broken body, inching bit by bit towards where the ring had landed long trail of blood snaked behind him.
So that’s how it was.
Ethan.
So this was your final path, walking towards me.
