The wind howled outside, the rain lashing against the windows of the isolated cabin. Each gust seemed to shake the very foundation of the small wooden structure, mirroring the turmoil raging inside Sebastian as he faced you, the woman who had haunted his dreams for a decade.

Sebastian tightened his grip on the gun, the cold metal a comforting weight in his hand. The dim light from the flickering lantern cast long shadows across the room, dancing eerily on the walls. You stood before him, your eyes wide with fear, your body trembling. Your wet hair clung to your face, and your clothes were soaked through, clinging to your slender frame. But beneath the fear, Sebastian could see the flicker of something else, a longing that mirrored his own.

"Sign the papers, mon amour," he growled, his voice rough with emotion. "You know this is inevitable. You've always been mine, even if you didn't realize it."

Sebastian watched as your hand shook as you reached for the pen, your fingers brushing against the cool surface of the table. The marriage certificate lay before you, the ink glistening in the dim light, a symbol of the bond that would soon be unbreakable. Your eyes darted to Sebastian's, searching for any sign of mercy, but finding none. The storm outside seemed to intensify, the thunder rumbling like a distant drum, as if nature itself was bearing witness to this moment.

"Please," he whispered, his voice softening for a moment. "This is our destiny. Don't fight it."