Yvonne Is Dead.

Before she could say a word, they surrounded her, giving her no space to attempt an escape.

They turned off the lights, shutting her mouth up with a cloth. They began to kick and punch her as though she were a bag of rice.

The one that seemed to be the leader took out a knife from the waistband of her pants and stared at it with so much eagerness in her eyes.

She glanced at Yvonne, giving off a mischievous smile that only made the poor girl to shiver in fear, knowing that this was going to be the last time she would receive freedom.

To live.

The death she had planned for someone else with eagerness was the same death she was afraid of facing.

If she were to turn back the hands of time, maybe she would think twice before planning to hurt Quinn.

Maybe she would have given up on her love for Harrison and just move on.

With one step, she stretched her hand, sending the knife inside her, plunging deep like she didn't want to give her a chance of survival.

She groaned amidst the cl