The accident

Molly:

“Fuck you!” I screamed in a high-pitched voice, tears stinging my eyes. I threw my shoes at both of them, then banged on the door and started walking away.

My vision was becoming blurry, but I did not mind. Farrell bolted from the room, and when I noticed he was following me, I quickened my pace. I dashed out of the wing and into the main hallway, which led to the staircase.

“Molly!” I heard him yell in an angry voice, and I started running.

I ran into Paula, who had just finished having the time of her life.

“Hey,” she called out to me, but I dashed past her and down the stairs. When I got downstairs, I saw the butler who had helped me down. I approached him and kissed him on the lips.

“Molly!” When Farrell yelled, everyone in the hall turned to face him.

The music was changed to a slow one, making everything as quiet as possible. I let go of the man and turned around to see Farrell, enraged. He approached the butler and punched him in the face repeatedly until he collapsed to