The Last Execution
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After taking the blame for the Fake Heiress and going to "prison".
The guards forced me to kneel on broken glass to repent every day, forced me to drink toilet water, and burned my back with cigarette butts.
I struggled to support myself for a thousand days and nights, finally surviving until the day of execution.
The dark muzzle of the gun pressed against the back of my head, but through the one-way glass, I saw my family in the observation room popping champagne to celebrate.
My third brother Caleb pointed at the monitor screen and laughed:
