“Are you excited for our honeymoon?” Michael moaned while wrapping his arms just below Emily’s breasts and kissing her neck.
“Of course,” Emily said looking out to the ocean.
“Last call to board,” the porter yelled below.
Emily quietly sighed, “We’ll have a lovely time, right?”
Michael took Emily’s hand and intertwined his fingers with hers. “Absolutely.”
That night, as the boat glided smoothly on the water, Emily stood on the top deck, enjoying the warm breeze blow across her face. As her right hand played with her wedding band, a voice appeared behind her. “Was it worth it?”
She turned and saw Michael point a gun at her. “Michael? What are you doing?”
Michael gritted his teeth, “Was it worth it!” His voice and hands were trembling.
“What are you talking about?!”
“You betrayed me.” He pointed at her stomach. “That is not mine, is it?”
“Michael, you don’t understand, I…” Before she could finish, a bang went off. “Michael,” she gasped tearfully as another bang went off, sending her tumbling backwards over the railings.