Her eyes shifted one to the other in search and in hope of finding out the answers that she thought maybe hidden behind those eyes of his.
Sighing out a painfully, shuddering breath in futile attempt to find out the answers, her body was giving out. Her forehead rested lightly against him in defeat for a moment longer, before she forced herself to look down. Blood spread across the front of her clothes, blooming like a grotesque winter rose against the white snow beneath them.
Her vision blurred heavily at the edges, a dizzying grey vignette closed in. She felt the world tilted unnaturally, the numbing shock threatening to swallow her whole.
Alicia lifted her gaze back up at him painfully, her chest hitching with a shallow rattling breath. Despite the betrayal, her lips trembled into a small, devastatingly tragic smile.
"Oh, to die by the hands of yours..." she whispered, a faint. breathless rasp that sounded like dry leaves scraping across the ice.
