You struggle against the chains restraining you as the once shiny sliver blade now becomes a deep red, lingering against your abdomen blood flowing out like a river. The ear-wrenching screams haunting anyone present in reaction to your new deep cut across your collar bone

hot tears streaming down your face like a waterfall as Rhys puts his finger under your jaw forcing you to look up at him, also exposing more of your throat as he lets his dagger rest against your throat “listen little lamb, we could do this the easy way. Ya’know??” He says coldly with a hint of mockery as he grins, cutting your jawline blood rushing down your throat. Your body tensing up in response