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.

he need a knife? I cursed myself for wearing

though I was anxious, I

slow,

but I

water as my eyes adjusted to the darkness

out, her body pale from

the ropes binding her hands

were tightly shut, and her body was limp, barely

"_.

Jared kept calling her name, his

"Ivanna, wake up.

As he held the nearly lifeless

in the dim light, unsettling us when

the hospital!" Atlas, who had just arrived,

voice echoed within the

snap

through the filthy water, cradling

and concern for her were

lost all of his

way

descending the stairs quickly turned around and headed back up, fearing the slightest

"Ivanna! How is she?" All of us swiftly climbed back

the top of the iron tank and descended the

air as two groups of