Chapter 18: Eliane

"Jack, grab his legs and line them up on the board. Ryan, grab the butchers knife." Dom gave out orders to his brothers. I couldn't move. I was paralyzed in place. I feel like I couldn't breathe. It was like I was suffocating. No one could help me. No one would save me. David died because of me. Someone who I opened up to and let in my life, died because of me.

It didn't feel good. No tears were coming out. It felt like I had used them all up. My throat was dry and itching. My eyes were dry, and my face was covered with dried up blood, and tears. I heard them talking in the background but I stopped focusing on them. My focus was on the dried blood on the floor where Dom was at.