The Poison of Regret
In waters teeming with sharks, he drove a knife into my back and tossed me overboard.
The freezing ocean swallowed me whole. The scent of blood drew the sharks, and they tore into me like a plaything, their teeth sinking into my flesh, bite after bite.
As I screamed for help, Dylan laughed, his face twisted with sick pleasure.
"Fiona, you shouldn't have schemed against Lauren. This is your punishment!"
Even now, I could still feel the sharks' teeth buried in my skin. A shiver ran down my spine.
My body was heating up. I knew the situation was urgent. I pulled out my phone and dialed for an ambulance.