She Dies - Season 1 - Episode 78

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She Dies - Season 1 - Episode 78

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Occasionally, when Williams was still alive, his
conscience pricked him to confess to him but
the more he tried, the more afraid he became
and finally, he ended up keeping the secret
sealed up in his heart until Williams’ death.

All this while, he never suspected Thelda
would in the near future torment him for his
past and forgotten sins with her, but when she
threatened on the phone that she had videoed
what they did that very day and would use the
video against him if he refused to dance to her
tune, he saw no reason to doubt her. After
that telephone conversation, he needed no one to tell him that Thelda had been the one
behind everything that had happened. Thelda
had killed her husband and wanted to kill her
daughter. He was still the IG but he knew
Thelda had made him powerless with the kind
of power she now controlled. Though he had
made up his mind to do as instructed, he still
wished for many things. He wished Stella was
already dead as all had assumed, he wished
she had earlier changed her mind and went
somewhere else and he wished he hadn’t
fallen into the temptation of that very day. He
had wanted to alert Mike, but when he
remembered the implication if Thelda found
out, he changed his mind. He knew Thelda’s
wrath would be disastrous. When he watched
Stella eventually drive into his apartment, he
wept bitterly and asked God to understand
that his hands were tied.

The IG was fighting back the tears that filled
his eyes with clenched teeth, his fingers
gradually pulling the trigger. He had no
option. His reputation worth more than
Stella’s life and he wasn’t prepared to watch it get destroyed. He would later handle his conscience which had already started haunting him. Stella was almost slumping when the IG pulled the trigger and a shot rang out.

The bullet hit Stella on her shoulder and she fell on the floor, her shirt soaked in her blood.
Tears were already flowing down the IG’s
cheeks as he aimed slowly at her forehead,
“Forgive me Lord.” He mumbled and two other shots rang out; this time around, it came from behind the IG. The bullets caught the IG on his waist and he found himself on the floor, his gun dropping on the couch. He managed with severe pains to turn his head to the direction the bullets had come from and was shocked with those he was staring at. Dennis and Alfred were standing behind him, their fingers on the triggers of the guns in their palms, ready to release more shots if the IG tried any funny act.

The IG found his eyes closing slowly and he drifted towards unconsciousness.

As Alfred made to handcuff him, Dennis hurried over to Stella and began to lift her quickly from the floor.