She dies in the end.
The clock does tick tack, I keep listening to him while I masturbate, Tick tack until it's over. I lie on the cornice of the building, I could fall into a simple carelessness, but I'm so drunk and drugged that my senses don't work as they should. I'm not even a little afraid.
I looking in my pockets for a lighter to light the last cigarette in the box.
—Honey, this is all your fault, I'm bored, tired and very frustrated
He stands up and walks towards a beautiful girl who was unconscious on the floor with blood on his head.
—Wake up! —he yells at her with hate but she doesn't react. —I said... wake up! —turn off her cigarette on the girl's body.
The lady opened her eyes with fear of the man her once loved with debauchery and yell for the burning pain he provoked in her bosom.
