Ella's POV:
The jagged shard of glass sank deep into the man's chest.
My colleagues and Mrs. Ferrell screamed and scattered in every direction.
Ray clamped a hand over the wound, yanked the shard free, and completely snapped. He pinned Marie to the floor and slashed the glass across her face. Blood instantly streamed down her pale skin.
A jagged gash stretched from her forehead to her chin, twisting across her face like a grotesque centipede. She writhed in agony, but no one dared step forward to help. Everyone was too afraid of getting dragged into the chaos.
Before Ray could strike again, the police burst through the front door and tackled him to the ground.
As officers led Marie away, she screamed curse after curse at me. But she had far more urgent things to worry about now.
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