Ivonne’s POV

Seconds past and morphed into a minute as I sat still, my whole body paralyzed from what I had just witnessed. My eyes remained glued to his hand as the blood continued to flow out, my throat going dry as my heartbeat quickened.

He released his hold on the now destroyed glass tumbler, causing the clustered shards to fall to the floor and table with a clinking noise that was able to shake me out of whatever state I was in.

"Shit Tobias," I gasped spurring into action as I ...