Oliver
I watched in horror as Seth approached Ethan with a scalpel. I tugged on the chain that bound me to the wall but it was no use, it was anchored to the wall too good. I didn’t have the strength to get free.
Ethan was calm as Seth approached him. Looking up at him with a defiant tilt to his chin.
“Hmm, where should we start first?” He turned to look at me. “Any suggestions?”
“f**k you!”
He feigned hurtfulness. “Aww. Here I thought we could make this a sibling endeavor.”
My stomach was in nots. My heart felt like someone was ripping it out of my chest. The idea of Ethan dying right here, right now, felt like a million knives all over my body.
“Please, don’t!” I pleaded.
Seth brought the scalpel up to the right side of Ethan’s chest and slowly pressed the blade in. Ethan gr
