A Pawn's Guide to Success
Then, I let the tears fall—louder, more desperate, and infinitely more convincing than hers.
I smirked inwardly, 'You want to play the victim, Cindy? Let me show you how it's done.'
"Please, Cindy, let me go!" I cried, my voice trembling with feigned terror. "Don't push me! Somebody, help!"
Then, feeling her grip loosen in shock, I released my own.
I let my body fall backward, tumbling down the staircase. The world became a blur of pain and motion until I landed in a heap on the cold floor.