"Felicia, find me a knife!"
“What do you need a knife for? You wouldn't want to do that to Ciara... No!" Felicia, who was also helpless, could only look at me anxiously, needing a little help.
“Give it to me! Now! At once!" Wilson yelled.
"I don't have a knife... Where am I supposed to find a knife? Hey, you..."
"A glass shard will do! Hurry up!" Wilson's breathing was getting heavier and heavier, and he was now gasping for air.
My hand had slipped below, feeling the hard surface and greedily moving on it!
“Ah... There! Wait!" Felicia grabbed the high heels and slammed them hard on the mirror on the wall.
The mirror shattered with a clatter.
"Quick, here!"
Felicia did not know what he was going to do, but her eyes did not move as she handed a glass fragment to Wilson.
Wow! The fi
