I've been Proposed to by a Villain

The villain who committed the murder just proposed to me—unbelievable. Worse yet, he saw me watching the whole horrific scene. Now, as his footsteps echo closer, I swear death itself is whispering my name. His hand slips inside his coat, and my heart pounds wildly. What could he possibly be grabbing? A blade glinting in the shadows? The cold steel of a pistol? At this point, it hardly makes a difference. My mind races, but only one thought remains clear—this might be the end. Every second stretches endlessly as he nears, his intentions unclear yet undeniably sinister. The air grows thick with tension, and my instincts scream at me to run. But where? He’s already closed the distance. The weight of my fate presses down, suffocating. There’s no escape, no miracle coming—just him and the chilling certainty of what’s next.