“Please, let me go. I’m just a pitiful woman. Whatever Daniel paid you, I’ll double it. Ten thousand, twenty thousand dollars—will that do?”
The gang leader looked at me with smug amusement.
“Didn’t think you were rich. Tempting offer, but I live by a code—I don’t break deals once I’ve accepted them. So, sweetheart, how do you want to die?”
“No, please, don’t hurt me. Let me go…”
“Hahahaha!”
At his command, the men dragged me off the hospital bed like I was a dead dog. They ignored my already injured leg and stomped on my other one, making me break into a cold sweat from the unbearable pain.
“Ahh! Stop twisting it! My leg’s going to snap!”
“Heh, one leg’s already gone. What’s another?”
My eyes widened in horror.
“You mean—”
“Bingo. Brace yourself, sweetheart. You shouldn’t have made enemies.”
I blacked out from the pain.
When I woke again, I was shocked to discover that everything below my waist was gone.
I wasn’t a whole person anymore. I was half of one.
So tragic. So painful. Too painful.
I cried myself unconscious again. When I woke later that night, the room was empty—but in the bathroom, I heard Daniel’s voice on a video call.