How can I end this story. she looked at the knife and then looked at madison again?

She looked at the knife, then back at Madison again. "Why should I be the judge of right and wrong? Who am I to choose life or death for a peer?" she scoffed lightly as she started to move closer to Madison, as soon as she got to her, she drew the blade softly across her cheek yet not heavy enough to pierce the skin. "Nobody..."