He drug her behind him like a dog on a leash, the wind whopping against them the closer they reached the lake. The sky started to turn black, an angry cloud advancing closer with each second. The thunder rolled, clapping against the clouds.

They were out of eyesight. Greed couldn't even stand the look on Stella's face as she curled into him. Getting rid of her would force Lust to cater to him. It would break Devlin down. He wanted to break him even slower.

The thunder rolled again and Greed edged closer to the water just as the rain started to fall. "Eugene, let's go back," Stella insisted tugging his arm as he stepped into the edge of the water. The harder she pulled the harder he resisted before flinging her right in with him. She couldn't swim that well. He pretended to try and help but eventually he just let her body go limp.

It was minutes before he dragged her back out, her body just dead weight. She looked peaceful like this with her eyes closed and her mouth not moving. He pressed his ear to her chest feeling no heartbeat. When he looked back up, rain pouring down his face he reached out to brush his thumb against get cold lips. "So sorry. You were so young." But weeds had to be plucked.

He worked up the tears, gathering her in his arms and heading back toward the picnic spot. He looked a wreck on the outside, but inside he was gloating.