Now everything sacred and dear to him was gone. He had to sacrifice his wife, his two beautiful daughters, Hing and Jasmine, his business, and his integrity. It was a pity really. His daughters were to marry into good families, but now that would change because of his greedy, impetuous moves. Disgraced, he couldn't find any other way out. He recalled their last discussion ,the scene still vivid in his mind. Rosie had argued with him when he suggested that this was the only way out, but in the end, he did what was necessary. What she wanted didn't matter. Now she could no longer speak. She was gone. He couldn't envision his girls starving so he did what he had to do.
He took a deep breath. It was time for him to join his wife. He picked up the gun with his right hand and aimed it at his right temple. The metal felt cold next to his skin. He twisted it sideways. His fingers tightned on the trigger ...then blackness.