Beyond the Divorce

“Tvanna...

Ivanna..." As I got to the top of the iron tank, I heard Jared's uneasy voice from the bottom.

I felt dizzy, and my steps faltered.

When I slipped, Atlas caught me and lifted me back up.

I couldn't afford to overthink.

Anxiously, I followed the stairs spiraling down from the top of the iron tank.

My trembling voice echoed, "Ivanna! What happened to her?" T could barely make out the situation below.

A few faint lights swayed at the bottom of the iron tank, and there appeared to be water.

The pungent smell of rust and stagnant water intensified as I descended, chilling me to the bone.

At the base, Jared's men used their phone's flashlights to illuminate the massive tank.

The lights resembled fireflies.

It was like a veil had covered my vision.

In the darkness, I could only see moving figures.

Theard Jared shout, "Knife!" My heart leaped to my throat.

did he need a knife? I cursed myself

though I was anxious, I couldn’t

slow,

took immense effort, but

into the stagnant water as my eyes

her body

cut the ropes binding her

were tightly shut, and her

"_.

name, his voice

"Ivanna, wake up.

nearly lifeless Ivanna in

the dim light, unsettling us when combined

get her to the hospital!" Atlas, who had just

voice echoed within

snap

through the filthy

her

all of

made way for

those still descending the stairs quickly turned around and headed back up,

came Lauren's cries, "Ivanna! How is she?"

iron tank and descended the spiral stairs

the air as two groups of people