Barbara POV

I blinked in horror at the sight before me. My jaw slacked open to let out a scream but my hands flew to my mouth to prevent me from screaming.

It was like my feet were glued to the ground because I could barely move a muscle.

Jeremy laid motionless, his body sprawled on the floor. While the open gash at the back of his head, bled profusely.

My heart pounded ferociously. And a thick wave of panic intertwined with anxiety tied my stomach into knots.

"Oh no! Jeremy," I ...