Lawrence gently sobbed as he retrieved the rope that he picked up from an empty alley not too long ago. He tied a noose quickly, and attached it to the ceiling of their room. He grabbed a chair, and positioned it under the noose. Lawrence gathered his and Holo's belongings and placed them on her bed. He pulled out the bag of coins that he had in his breast pocket and neatly placed them on top of their belongings. Lawrence was going to end his life and give everything to Holo.
He got up on the chair, and put the noose around his neck. He remembered all the times he had with his companion. He remembered brushing her hand, holding hands with her, and their hugs. He remembered when she cried in his arms. Lawrence was heartbroken, and could no longer live knowing that Holo would belong with that bastard Amati. Lawrence desperately whispered "I am sorry, my beloved Holo..."
The chair was about to tip over, but the door had opened...