Lilith
Serene pulls a knife from her pocket and flicks it open. A glint of evil flashes across her eyes. Panic washes over me as I realize what she is about to do. I place myself between Serene and the painting.
"Please," I can't stop myself from begging. "Anything but this. Let me keep it."
Serene twists the blade in her hand. "I would rather die."
She darts past me, shoving me to the floor. The tip of her blade punctures the canvas right between my mother's eyes. Serene pulls the knife downward, and my mother's painting is destroyed.
I jump to my feet and rush toward the bed. Maybe it isn't too late, maybe I can save it.
"No," I shout, pushing Serene to the side.
The knife flies out of her hands and lands at my feet. Serene hits the ground roughly, and a yelp escap
