Henry stared at the trail of blood coiling across the floor, and his pupils snapped tight with shock.
The very next second, he lashed out with his long leg and kicked the door straight off its latch.
Sara's dead body lay right there in a pool of blood, the deep gash on her wrist grotesque and shockingly vivid.
The color drained from Henry's face in an instant, and his eyes blew wide with disbelief.
"Sara..." He repeated her name, then stumbled unsteadily into the bathroom. "Sara! Sara!"
He shook so hard from panic, and nudged her body to get a response. When she didn't even twitch, he fumbled to press a trembling hand onto her nose to check for breath.
She was well and truly gone. There wasn't a single breath left in her.
His legs gave out, and he crumpled to the floor, hot tears bu
