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 for wearing semi-high

anxious, I couldn’t

slow, and my legs

immense effort, but I finally reached

as my eyes adjusted to the

body pale from soaking

used a knife to cut the ropes

her body was limp, barely

"_.

Jared kept calling her name, his

"Ivanna, wake up.

he held the nearly lifeless Ivanna in his arms, he

light, unsettling

to the hospital!" Atlas, who had just arrived, shouted

echoed

to snap

the filthy water, cradling

for her were unquestionable at

lost all

way

still descending the stairs quickly turned around and

"Ivanna! How is she?"

tank and descended the spiral

air as two groups of people squared off on the