Hazel's frustration and defiance boiled within her as Francisco continued his callous actions. She confronted him, her eyes narrowed with intensity.

"If it is not the thing, then leave me or kill me," she challenged, her voice laced with a mixture of anger and desperation.

"I know you won’t leave me, so why don’t you kill me?"

"Then no one will be alive to say you killed us."

Francisco, seemingly unfazed, continued changing his dress, displaying a blatant ...