Elena's body trembled with a mixture of horror and disbelief as she stared at her bloodied hand, the metallic scent of blood filling the air. She had never imagined herself capable of such violence.
With a sense of numbness washing over her, she gathered her ripped dress around her body as she turned her gaze to Peter's lifeless body sprawled on the floor before her. His eyes, once filled with malice and twisted desire, now stared blankly into nothingness, his final expression frozen in shock.
A wave of nausea washed over Elena as the gravity of what she had done began to sink in, as she threw up. She stumbled backwards, her mind reeling with a whirlwind of emotions.
Unable to bear the sight any longer, Elena tore her gaze away from the scene before her and stumbled out of the room, he
