Her fingers, adorned with a diamond identical to mine, drew slow circles on his chest.
“Mike, you’re always so thoughtful… You know I faint at the sight of blood...”
Suddenly, two tubes were shoved into my nostrils and ice-cold water mixed with chili powder was poured in.
I convulsed violently like a fish out of water, the pain in my abdomen growing more unbearable by the second.
Warm liquid streamed down the inside of my thigh, pooling into a small puddle of blood on the iron chair.
"She seems to be bleeding heavily!" Someone suddenly shouted.
Jane turned sharply at the sound and when she saw the bloodstains, an immense hatred flashed in her eyes.
But in the next moment, she staggered twice before collapsing with precision onto the floor beside me.
Amidst the frantic footsteps of the crowd, her cold fingers suddenly gripped my ankle.
"Karen, good luck! Hope you can live to see tomorrow's sun."
Anger surged within me and I lifted my foot, kicking her hand away with all my strength.
She let out a painful cry, closed her eyes and fainted.
Mike rushed over and picked her up, turning to shout at me in anger.
"You bitch dare to kick my Jane? Are you looking for death!"