"You don't have to do this, Harry." I breath shakily. Harry looks down at the knife in his hands and then avert his eyes up to Stone, almost as if he's contemplating his plan in his mind. My eyes however are the size of saucers as I wait for Harry to make his decision.
"I'm sorry London," In a quick movement Harry has me pinned against him with my back to his front and he has the knife placed right beneath my collarbone, ready to end me in a quick movement. My breath trembles as I use my last hope in trying to persuade him to come back to me.
"I'll be yours Harry," I start and already I feel him stiffen behind. "Just put the knife down and we can be together. I love you, Harry." I finish and both Stone and I watch in utter amazement as Harry lowers the knife and in my last breath before unconsciousness hits me, I whisper;
"I'll always be yours."

1. Chapter One