"How can you be so heartless? I'm broken like this because of you! You ruined my life!" Lucas' voice cracked with desperation and rage.
"Then I'll pay for it with my life!" I snapped, finally breaking down after years of suppressed pain.
Before Lucas could process my words, I spun around, grabbed the fruit knife from the hotel table, and sliced it sharply and deeply across my wrist.
"Rebecca!"
Two overlapping shouts of alarm rang out at the same time, but both men were too late to stop the injury.
Bright red blood dripped steadily from my wrist onto the carpeted floor.
Lucas paled instantly, freezing three steps away from me, his face filled with helpless panic. "I didn't mean— I never wanted this."
Orion's face turned deathly pale. He rushed forward with the first-aid kit, his hand
