aventurine

The room echoed with tension as Aventurine faced you, his former partner. His charming demeanour didn't wane, even in the face of a loaded gun. You kept the weapon steady, aiming directly at Aventurine's heart, its cold barrel pressing firmly against his chest.

The man's eyes locked onto yours, a blend of confidence and scepticism in his gaze. A subtle yet amused chuckle escaped him as he discerned a brief moment of uncertainty in your actions. "You're actually going to kill me?" he inquired, his voice calm and collected.

"You won't do it," Aventurine asserted, inclining his head slightly, a sardonic smile dancing upon his lips, almost as if he were provoking you. "You can't pull the trigger because you love me.

He was convinced that the task lay beyond your capabilities, especially after everything you both had been through.

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