"Okay," I whispered, more like sobbed.
"Behead me," he said, closing his eyes.
"I ca-can't do that," I replied. There was no way I could behead a living, breathing person. My heart was breaking, shattering into pieces as I took the knife from him. "How drenched in my blood should it be?" I asked, more tears falling.
"Slightly, it should just be wet with your blood," he replied, still not looking at me.
"Okay," I sobbed again, as I placed the cool blade of the knife on my palm. Taking a deep breath, I slowly created a gash, almost screaming in agony. That made Axel open his eyes, and he almost reached out for me, but then stopped himself.
"It's okay, it will all be over very soon," he said with a sad smile that clenched my heart. I eyed the knife that was now covered in my blood.
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