Her hands trembled again, the gun feeling heavier now than it had moments ago.
"You're insane," she whispered.
"Choose," he repeated, his tone leaving no room for argument.
The SUV behind them edged closer again, aligning for another shot.
Daniella's mind raced, her pulse pounding in her ears as everything seemed to narrow down to this single, impossible moment.
Three lives.
One choice.
Her finger hovered near the trigger.
Her breathing unsteady.
Her thoughts colliding.
And beside her, Santiago watched.
Waiting.
Not to help.
Not to interfere.
But to see what she would do.
