Honestly, the letter opener in her hand wasn't super sharp.

But it was pointy, and it was covered in blood.

Howard was scared out of his wits.

"What are you doing? I'm your dad. Put the knife down!" he begged.

But Vivian, without any emotion, only pushed the tip of the blade deeper into his skin.

A thin line of blood showed up on Howard's neck, stopping him in his place.

A creepy smile appeared on Vivian's face.

"Do you really think you deserve to be ...