He gripped the iron chain tightly in one hand, pulling off his tie with the other. Briony's scalp prickled with terror.

Ignoring the throbbing pain in her ankle, she clenched her jaw and scrambled desperately toward the far side of the bed.

Stewart's lips curled into a cold, mocking smile. He let go of the chain, watching her crawl frantically away.

Briony finally reached the edge of the bed, but in the next instant, a sharp pain shot through her ankle.

"Aah-!"

Stewart yanked the chain, dragging her back. Briony clung desperately to the bedframe.

Her ankle felt like it was being crushed. In a panic, her eyes darted to the nightstand, to the lamp perched on top.

Stewart shrugged off his jacket with one hand, then started unbuttoning his shirt.

One button. Two. Three.

Briony glanced over her shoulder and burst into tears, her voice breaking, "Stewart, please I'm begging you, let me go..."

But Stewart seemed deaf to her pleas. His eyes were empty, bottomless, as if all warmth had been drained from him.

He tossed his shirt to the floor, gripped the chain with both hands, and gave it a violent pull.

Briony's hands lost their hold on the bed. In an instant, she was dragged across the mattress.

At the last second, her fingers closed around the lamp.

Crash!

lamp smashed into Stewart's head. White glass shattered, spraying shards across the

Stewart clutched his head and collapsed onto the floor, his tall frame slumping

up, snatched a jagged piece of glass,

red blood trickled down

One drop. Two drops.

contracted as

"Stay back!" she screamed.

so tightly her knuckles went white, the sharp edge pressed

streamed down her face, terror etched

you come any closer-I swear I'll do it!

shook, but her resolve

froze, his breath caught in

from his forehead seeped into one eye, staining it red. For a moment, confusion flickered in his other eye,

just done

down her trembling chin, one

chest, as if acid was eating away at

in defeat, using one hand to push himself

like a wounded animal, screaming, "Don't come

she was, he quickly

don't

coming any

glass

the

okay? You could really

yourself..."

hoarse, gentle,

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