"You will pay for what you've done," he snarled, his grasp fixing as Joanna battled to break free.
"Please, Miguel," she panted, her eyes welling with tears. "Please accept my apologies. I didn't intend for this to occur."
"You're heartbroken?" Miguel shouted, his face distorted in a cover of fury. "Sorry won't bring her back! You've destroyed everything!"
As Joanna attempted to inhale, her vision started to obscure and obscure. That's what she knew whether she didn't accomplish something soon, she would drop, and there would be no determining how Miguel would treat her.
With a last flood of solidarity, she arrived at up and dug her fingernails into Miguel's lower arm. He shouted out in torment, his hold on her neck slackening barely enough for Joanna to slip free.
Joanna staggered in
