GoodReadSeeing Everett charge toward her like a bull seeing red, Heather had her lips ghostly pale with fear.
Luckily, her reflexes were quick. She snatched a dagger from the nearest man and pressed it to Dorothy's throat.
"Everett, take one more step and I'll take Dorothy down with me!" Everett's eyes blazed with a bloodthirsty fury. At the sight of Dorothy, barely clinging to life with wounds all over, he was ignited with a primal desire to flay Heather alive.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Let her go!" "Not a chance!” Heather tightened her grip on Dorothy's neck, and the dagger glinted menacingly against her carotid artery.
"Move any closer, and Dorothy meets her maker!" Everett halted his advance abruptly, and his posse swiftly encircled Heather.
Kevin rushed in, took stock of the situation, and immediately tended to Karen and Abigail before having them whisked away to the hospital.
He knew Heather wasn't escaping today.
"Everett, even now, you're still blinded by that tramp! Can't you see what I've done for you?" Heather's laugh was maniacal. As she moved, the dagger sliced Dorothy's skin, drawing fresh blood that stained the blade and Heather's hand.
The pain seemed to jolt Dorothy back to consciousness.
In a daze, she saw Everett standing before her.
Dorothy thought she was dreaming.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEverett said in a cold and clipped voice, sending shivers down everyone's spine. "Let her go, and | might spare your life. But if Dorothy dies, I'll show you a hell that makes death seem like mercy!" "I've already tasted that hell! I've loved you so deeply. For the Lopez family, | took your mother's place and endured unspeakable violations! Do you know what it's like to be stripped and dragged on the floor by those men? Do you know the agony of being burned with cigarettes, of having bottles forced into me? You don't! But without me, your mother would have known that fate!" "Stop! This has nothing to do with Dorothy! Let her go. If you want revenge, take it out on me!" Everett refused to engage with her tirade, his gaze fixed solely on Dorothy.
She lay there, motionless, covered in blood, with her clothes torn and barely providing cover. If not for the faint rise and fall of her chest, it would be hard to tell if Dorothy was alive.
This was the Dorothy that Everett couldn't bear to even scold.
"l want to hurt you too! But | can't! Everett, | can't bear it!" Heather screamed, tears streaming down her face. "It's all because of her, Dorothy! You won't even look at me. Everett, if she's gone, we can be together!" "Don't touch her! Heather, whatever issues we have, we'll settle them between us. Just let Dorothy go!" Everett was stern in his voice, hoping to calm crazy Heather.
He feared that in a moment of madness, she would plunge the dagger into Dorothy's throat.
"Settle this?" Heather looked up at him, her eyes filled with anger, but even more with disappointment and obsession. "Fine, then | want you to propose to me right here, right now, on your knees!"
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